'george wright's garden in dorset, england' in livingsculpture - paul cooper (2001)
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'george wright's garden in dorset, england' in livingsculpture - paul cooper (2001)
Nicole W. Lee, from "Even the Dust"
Morning light in the forest.
Shiga, Japan.
Glass Sculpture By Hennie Elzinga.
I'll be waiting here, at the river of my imagination.
© Jee Won Park (ig: zeewipark)
He shall never know I love him: and that, not because he's handsome, but because he's more myself than I am. Whatever our souls are made out of, his and mine are the same.
Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights
The past. It’s so still.
— Elisa Gabbert, from "Malice & the Unknown," Normal Distance
Stanislao Lèpri (Italian, 1905-1980) - The Icarus Complex (1969)
Leonard Cohen to Marianne Ihlen (edited).
"and to hell with all the glories of loneliness."
Precisely the things that really mattered she couldn't say.
Clarice Lispector, from Near to the Wild Heart (tr. Alison Entrekin)
Ana Mendieta, Silueta series, 1973-80.
“I have been carrying out a dialogue between the landscape and the female body. Having been torn from my homeland (Cuba) during my adolescence, I am overwhelmed by the feeling of having been cast from the womb (Nature). My art is the way I reestablish the bonds that unite me to the Universe. It is a return to the maternal source.”
Madame Récamier
Jacques-Louis David, Neoclassical, 1800
René Magritte, Surrealist, 1949
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