Vanessa Bell by Roger Eliot Fry, 1912.
British, 1866-1934
Oil on canvas
Vanessa Bell by Roger Eliot Fry, 1912.
British, 1866-1934
Oil on canvas
Yellow Couch by William Dargie, 1952
Australian, 1912 β 2003
Oil on plywood
Matilda Gay Reclining on a Lit de Repos (ChΓ’teau de Fortoiseau) bu Walter Gay, 1897-1906
American, 1856-1917
Oil on panel
Queridas amigas y amigos, hago una pausa por aquΓ para descansar y buscar tesoros perdidosπ
Β‘Nos vemos pronto! Os quiero mucho
-
Dear friends, I'm taking a break here to rest and search for lost treasures π
See you soon! I love you so much.
John William Godward
'Dolce far Niente', 1906
The Hammock by Edward Killingworth Johnson - 1881
British, 1825-1896
Watercolour
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Mas no digΓ‘is que, a pesar de acatarlo,
no es hiriente para los ojos,
como para la mano esperanzada,
saber que hasta el propio hecho de amar
lleva consigo
la triste cΓ‘rcel de sus sombras.
Sergio Arlandis, de βCaso perdidoβ 2010
Photo by Herbert List
A Particular Day by Ton Dubbeldam
Dutch, b. 1957-
Oil on panel
Woodcut: Mary & child in white on a black background
Eric Gill
Christmas Card: Madonna & Child
1922
Tate Modern
Merry Christmas π
Picasso laughs & rests his head on PrΓ©vertβs shoulder
Jacques PrΓ©vert & Pablo Picasso by Boris Lipnitzki, 1951
"Picasso's Promenade"
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What an idea to paint an apple
says Picasso
and Picasso eats the apple
and the apple tells him Thanks
and Picasso breaks the plate
and goes off smiling
A young girl in a white party dress looks at a large globe
A young girl in a white party dress looks at some flowers
Sarah Choate Sears' portrait of her daughter Helen, along with John Singer Sargent's painting, both from 1895.
Sargent wrote this to her:
"How can an unfortunate painter hope to rival a photograph by a mother? Absolute truth combined with absolute feeling."
Morning rays...
Spain Β©οΈ Ruben Ramos
A color photo of a delicate and fluffy white medium-haired cat sitting on a window ledge. They are looking at the camera. What makes this photo extra special is that the cat is backlight by the sun coming through the window, the light illuminating their fluffy hair making them appear glowing and angelic.
Luminous angel babby from my collection, ca. 1960s.
Two Mourning Doves, beige soft-looking birds with long tails and pink feet, sit on top of a shepherd's hook bird feeder that is decorated with a metal bird. The doves are sitting so close to each other they are touching, which is super cute and why I took a feeder picture in some random neighbor's yard.
The bird photos will continue until morale improves
to have the seasons to have what comes to have my love
Fred Wah
a cloud doesnβt revolve around a cloud mountains don't taper to rain bark couldnβt be called wrinkled lightning wonβt be long alone
Tina Darragh
All night, this soft rain from the distant past. No wonder I sometimes waken as a child.
Ted Kooserβs βStarlightβ
Whoβs the real addressee Of literature? The soul itself? What gave rise to the novel? Why Romance the real? Can the real Be borne without it?
Ariana Reines (@graywolfpress.bsky.social)
I can bear any pain as long as it has meaning.
βHaruki Murakami
Can love be plundered
by the belovedβor a captive
be released from the darkβ
prison of your eyelashes?
All I can do is turn a phrase until it catches the light.
Clive James,
Hélène Béland,
'Light catcher'
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Final da tarde, Tudo para para assistir O pΓ΄r-do-sol Costa de Caparica, Almada - Portugal β‘
Last night I dreamed you came over and stayed...
Kim Addonizio
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ele perguntou-me
em que medida Γ© que isso te marcou?
eu perguntei-lhe:
como se mede uma raiz?
AndrΓ© Tecedeiro
Arte: Cy Twombly
: jΓ‘ se ouve o marulhar... β€οΈ
#25deabrilsempre
#fascismonuncamais
youtu.be/H1KSqaEvTQk?...
life is not like water.
things in life
don't necessarily flow
over the shortest possible route.
- haruki murakami
white butterfly anemone against black background
cream spray rose with black background
"We all live inside the terrible engine of authority, and it grinds and shrieks and burns so that no one will say: lines on maps are silly."
Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland in a Ship of Her Own Making
Yes Babs yes. Rock-a-bye baby. Tura-lura-lura. Yes Babs yes. Something was bound to happen, in any case, thereβs no living with those people without something happening. Sh, baby, sh.
Cortazar / Hopscotch (35)
. . . the Beat Generation was a new flock of early Christians gathered prematurely before the bomb, an open-air asylum for the gentle and the mad . . .
Norman Mailer
Cannibals and Christians