here in my life…
cherry valley forever
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
Jules of Nature
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Misplaced Lens Cap
hello vonnie

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Sweet Seals For You, Always
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art blog(derogatory)
Xuebing Du

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here in my life…
have you seen a lovelier toast?
dark, liquid loveliness of words half dimly understood
Marbre de jeune fille, Musée de Rennes, France
London Arts
Have you ever confused a dream with life? Or stolen something when you have the cash? Have you ever been blue? Or thought your train moving while sitting still?
Soft moments at home.
Made mushroom ramen from scratch and napped before my exam.
A rather romantic sensibility.
Carnival at the End of the World Tarot
spring fragments pt 2
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Took a break from studying and working yesterday to enjoy the sunshine and new blooms.
I am nothing but words
just a shape
of dreams or night.
I tremble. But my heart is full!
Spring fragments
“The daily routine of most adults is so heavy and artificial that we are closed off to much of the world. We have to do this in order to get our work done. I think one purpose of art is to get us out of those routines. When we hear music or poetry or stories, the world opens up again. We’re drawn in — or out — and the windows of our perception are cleansed, as William Blake said. The same thing can happen when we’re around young children or adults who have unlearned those habits of shutting the world out.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin
What if I slept a little more and forgot about all this nonsense.
-Franz Kafka
Gold and carnelian ring, Roman, 100-300 AD
from Apollo Galleries
a lovely afternoon
back in the city and the train was kind again