Mark Rothko Untitled 1968 Oil on watercolor paper mounted on hardboard 23 7/8 x 18 in. (60.6 x 45.7 cm) Louisiana Museum of Modern Art, Gift of The Mark Rothko Foundation, Inc., 1222. © Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko
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Mark Rothko Untitled 1968 Oil on watercolor paper mounted on hardboard 23 7/8 x 18 in. (60.6 x 45.7 cm) Louisiana Museum of Modern Art, Gift of The Mark Rothko Foundation, Inc., 1222. © Kate Rothko Prizel and Christopher Rothko
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Love in the Afternoon 1957, dir. Billy Wilder
Veronica Kamina
trees are very 🥺 because sometimes i’ll stand under the shade of a tree and look up at it and it’ll sway its branches about in the wind and i’m like oh my God i’m alive and YOU’RE alive. we are alive together and made up of the same starry stuff and standing right next to each other in this moment on this earth. do u feel it when i reach out and press my hand to your trunk? can you hear me? i think you’re so neat. and then the sunlight filters through its leaves just so and that lovely green color leaves me dazzled. it’s just very nice to be an alive thing next to a different sort of alive thing
woolgathering by patti smith
3am walks = inner peace
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having to come to terms with the fact that love is not an everlasting performance in which you attempt to retain the attention of your significant other but rather a release of control and putting faith into them and trusting them to choose to stay with you no matter what you have to offer