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Snood Time
You can barely detect a pencil stroke in Kyutae Lee’s atmospheric illustrations via It’s Nice That
This morning there’s snow everywhere. We remark on it. You tell me you didn’t sleep well. I say I didn’t either. You had a terrible night. “Me too.” We’re extraordinarily calm and tender with each other as if sensing the other’s rickety state of mind. As if we knew what the other was feeling. We don’t, of course. We never do. No matter. It’s the tenderness I care about. That’s the gift this morning that moves and holds me. Same as every morning.
Raymond Carver, “The Gift” (via letters-to-nobody)
An agave growing massive in this long-abandoned greenhouse [1024x768]
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『 猫城主ぶちまる 』 The cat lord of a castle –Buchimaru
136㎜×121㎜ 2017年 鈴木博雄 Hiroo Suzuki
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Pablo Picasso Trois Baigneuses, 1924
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absolutely referenced from this statue of mr julius caesar
Günther Uecker, March 13, 1930 / 2019
(image: Günther Uecker, Optische Partitur Ulm, 2000)
Natasha Lyonne photographed by Annabel Mehran for Tablet Magazine.
What does the God of your childhood look like? A soft apparition pigeoned in the attic,
a wound eating you one year at a time?
— Rachel McKibbens, from “outhouse,” published in Vinyl