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On my 20s. Art and Writing tumblr.

[power-chords]

This Dan Piraro comic always makes me cry.

[sofia-tambien-escribe]

quick doodle. First time drawing them, Seph is so hard to draw! Also, very inspired by @ragepups ´s vibes!

[catadromously]

Mother Whale's Funeral

[skullshoal]

the start of a comic i was making in 2023 about a mosquitos point of view

[skullshoal]

OK i finished it.

[homeofhousechickens]

Everything has to eat even the humble mosquito 🦟

Its a neutral action to eat and to be eaten.

I forgive you, mosquito

[onionchess]

theon and sansa

runaway

[yohjimuse]

[reptilerex]

Striptease 10 hour remix

[inkskinned]

oh, i am finally old enough to know why my parents took so long to grab their coats. why they would ask us to get ready to go only to sit down for another round of coffee. what would i tell myself, at 10 years old? it’s okay. sit down with them too. take in the extra hour with your friend and her family. when you get home, write down every moment in your diary. one day you will be older and you will be waving goodbye to your best friend, and you will turn the key to start your beat up little car engine, and you will look back over your shoulder. her hair will be blowing in the wind and she will be beautiful and you will be, for a moment, struck by all of it. what you will feel is so wide and nameless that it will engulf you. and you will think of being 14 and kicking her under the table in math every time you wanted to whisper something behind the teacher’s back. you will think about how long the days felt, and how you could hold her hand whenever you wished, but you didn’t. and you will think about all of the people you could have lingered with. and you will wish, more than you have ever felt a wish, that the universe just gave you that - more time to linger. more time to say - i love you. i know i need to leave, but i don’t want to leave you. and when i go, i am leaving a piece of my heart that lingers too. 

one more round of coffee. the days are so short, and you are so lovely.

[bakwaaas]

“The number of hours we have together is actually not so large. Please linger near the door uncomfortably instead of just leaving. Please forget your scarf in my life and come back later for it.” (mikko harvey)

[anonbeadraws]

Today's warm up: Why just enjoy the scenery when you can become part of it?

[anonbeadraws]

Today's warm up: She doesn't know what she will be when it takes her, but she knows it will burn. From the warm up poll of 🐍 🌱 ✨ might do another one of these next week!

[taurzza]

the chosen one

[shakamvary]

looking at my daughter..making sure she's loved before she's asked to be strong

[vestiaireartistique]

✨ Twilight by the Silent Shore

In this painting by Marcel Rieder (1862 - 1942) a woman stands by coastal trees at dusk, wearing a simple, flowing white dress cinched at the waist. The loose silhouette and lightweight fabric reflect the relaxed elegance of early 20th-century summer fashion, while her straw hat and parasol resting nearby suggest refined seaside leisure typical of the Belle Époque. 🌙

[sofia-tambien-escribe]

A letter, for my love I keep walking to the place, where we promised us our best but the days keep on going and you are nowhere to be seen. I hope that this can reach you I pray that I can still gather all my hope and wait for you to come back home

(Father thinks I’m silly, Mother says she knows, That the matters of the heart can't be reasoned with the mind

And as such, I´ll be here tomorrow so please, do come back soon... I don’t know if my hope's as everlasting as promised on that afternoon For now, its growing hollow. It's easier to gather it each day; not as heavy, not a burden, but also, easier to forget. I feel that if someday I forget to gather it It will be carried by the wind… Maybe, then, my hope will reach you, That tiny piece of me, And then you will come running, but by then, we´ll never meet)

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Actually, this is the full painting! And its called "Ladies Looking at a Sunset"... although that is clearly the moon! I wonder why he titled it so? Ah... Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess... The full painting doesnt fit the mood for the poem, but its cool to know it either way. A great lesson on how the meaning can change when we dont see the full picture. And how it changes when we finally do!

[lcsagony]

"You are so brave and quiet I forget you are suffering."

-Ernest Hemingway

[titsay]

[sofia-tambien-escribe]

The strongest weave

Wether in a tank, in a river or a pond, Lets swim through life together, Lets weave water with our souls. So no current can tear us, So our beady eyes can always see, Each other, swimming fellows, Wether in the shallow or in the deep.

I wish to never lose you, before it is our time. And whenever that occurs, for our water links to last For those to reach another lifetime To go beyond the waves! To be like all those lasting things we see and see again:

To be the brightness of the sun The darkness of the night The depth of the blue water Or the grainy yellow sand.

We'll swim through life together Until the time comes for our rest But i'll never ever fear it, cause I know what happens next:

In another life, When we take another shape, And see each other for the first time I know what i'll exclaim.

I will know our weaving, I'll feel the pull of the blue thread. Our bonds are neverbroken, We'll swim together once again.

[marlowe-art]

fishy dreams 😸

[sofia-tambien-escribe]

Un poema para tu gato

Si tu gato está mal No te preocupes, que hay cura Déjalo descansar sobre algo suave y prepara la canción de cuna

Cántale el poema de la sanación, Que todos los felinos conocen, Enseñado por padres gatos a sus hijos, desde bien chiquitos:

"Que tengas sueños bellos con pececitos que atrapar Sobre campos llenos de escondites para jugar y corretear Que tus bigotes te guíen Que tu agilidad prevalezca Para que nunca te pierdas y nunca, nunca temas. Que las pulgas te abandonen, Que la dolencia salga en vuelo Como pájaros en invierno ¡Que se vayan, que surquen lejos! Que tengas sueños bellos Que tu dolor desaparezca Con estas palabras yo afirmo: Mañana, será distinto"

[marlowe-art]

fishy dreams 😸

[spellcastergirl]

Adorable!

[sofia-tambien-escribe]

A poem, for your cat

If your cat is feeling blue Do not fret, there's a cure Let it rest on the carpet and prepare the words of ancients.

Sing it the poem of healing, That all cats know deep inside, Taught from cat parents, to kitty kind:

"May you have whimsy dreams Of tiny fish to catch Of fields of hiding spots for a game of dobby hide May your whiskers guide you And your nimbleness prevail To never get lost and to never be afraid. May the fleas all leave you, And unwell to fly away Like the birds on winter So we all can play again. May your dreams be whimsy May your pain go away With these words i will tomorrow, to be a different day."

(got bit by the poetry muse. Really like this one. Made myself tear up, ngl).

[evenlyevi]

Rest your mind tonight.

[sofia-tambien-escribe]

Rest your mind tonight Right beneath the moonlight See the flowering memories bloom Through the dark meadow gloom

[dailyclassicart]

Thomas Moran - "The Golden Hour" (1875)