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[artist-cezanne]

Mont Sainte-Victoire, Paul Cezanne

[existential-celestial]

Light, universal, and yet it keeps changing. For I love the light too, perhaps the light only.

Czeslaw Milosz (b.  30 June 1911) from “City Without a Name,” written in Berkeley, 1986, in The Collected Poems 1931-1987  (via existential-celestial)

[lesmiserablesfashions]

Woman’s bridal shoes c. 19th-20th century [x]

[retinalendemicity]

[helloagauniverse]

“Nothing is lost, nothing is created, everything is transformed.”

— Antoine Lavoisier. (via ignacioararipe)

[artist-picabia]

Trice, Francis Picabia

[retinalendemicity]

[teamcaptains-deactivated2019122]

I inhabited a very beautiful dream.

My photography

[alongtimealone]

Garden with Woodland, Cuno Amiet

[blackgrlsaremagic]

instagram: mwah_pe

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

“You’ve got such strong wings,” he said. “One feels there are no walls to your life.“

– Anaïs Nin, Winter of Artifice

[artist-braque]

The Studio, Georges Braque

Medium: oil,canvas

[artist-klee]

Strong Dream, Paul Klee

Medium: gouache,watercolor,paper

[artist-cezanne]

Mont Sainte-Victoire, Paul Cezanne

Medium: oil,canvas

[retinalendemicity]

[poems-and-word]

[thecalminside]

“The great Tao flows everywhere. All things are born from it, yet it doesn’t create them. It pours itself into its work, yet it makes no claim. It nourishes infinite worlds, yet it doesn’t hold on to them. Since it is merged with all things and hidden in their hearts, it can be called humble. Since all things vanish into it and it alone endures, it can be called great. It isn’t aware of its greatness; thus it is truly great.”

Lao Tzu