"ud vil jeg, ud, o saa lang langt langt." @stjarnblom - Tumblr Blog

sentimentalbeing2001

Anaïs Nin.

random-brushstrokes

Henrik Olrik - A nun at morning in her cell (1863)

the-cricket-chirps

Betye Saar, Rojo Toro, 1964

Betye Saar, The Beast that Pounds the Devil's Dust, 1964

wexler

Joanne Woodward and Paul Newman on the set of From the Terrace, 1960

intersectionalpraxis

This dehumanizing, racist, xenophobic, genocidal apologizing piece of shit.

opencommunion

not only are usamericans the humans in this analogy, they are the exterminators

asynca

Hands up if you're sick of the IDF flying gay flags like they're doing this shit in our name

stonerzelda

victusinveritas

ivehearditinmusic

thecollectibles

Bluebeard by Marjolaine Roller

awkwardosthe3rd

very fun to remember this tale, did not expect to be hit with a nostalgia train

captainclervals

"the curtains were just blue" tumblr scholars when every word choice of an author is influenced in some way by biases, experiences, personal philosophy, associations, environment and opinions, so it's helpful to not only read the book but also to examine factors from the authors lifetime (historical/cultural/socioeconomic contexts, background, etc) for more insight into what affected those writing choices, and that skimming the book solely for ships robs the reader of pretty much All that knowledge, understanding and/or appreciation:

thisfilmisnotyetrated

THE CRITERION CHALLENGE 2024 — WEEK 2: SPINE #601-700: #632

IL DECAMERON (dir. Pier Paolo Pasolini, 1971)

classicfilmsource

Marpessa Dawn & Breno Mello in Black Orpheus (1959) dir. Marcel Camus

desperish

A patron of terrible things. Face of the void, head of the sun. Finally finished this guy!

cosmicsunday

Bob Dylan and Joan Baez. 1964

givemearmstopraywith

i know palestine will be free in my lifetime. i know palestine will be free in my lifetime. i know i will see the day palestine is free and i will see her shake the dust of occupation from her heels. i know the old people and children of her history will return to their ancestral homes, their houses, their valleys, their olive groves, not to to set their roots down again because their roots have always been there, will always be there, but to grow again, bear fruit for harvest, and never be cut down again. i know palestine will be free. i grieve for palestine and dream of palestinian joy.