‘honeymoon’ Ph. Inés Chable For Delude Magazine, 2023

Gillian Flynn, from Sharp Objects

crying because your heart is so full of love and there aren’t any words in the world capable of translating the feeling that’s flooding your whole being is the. Best type of crying actually

Snow - Ton van Steenbergen

Dutch, b. 1962 -

Pastel , 50 x 40 cm.

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In December, our conversations become longer; everybody acts surprised by how quickly the year came to an end when we all know how. We talk about being better next year, we write resolutions but never fulfil the ones we wrote the previous year. The season turns extreme, leaves don't fall anymore, they die on their branches. Some people await the holidays while some fear how different or similar their life will be next year (they always fear the latter) In December we realize that life is fickle and death might come uninvited.

“You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book… or you take a trip… and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating.”

— Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 1: 1931-1934

There's nothing more intimate than reading someone's personal book collection .

The pale december sun illuminating the landscape on this very cold day.

beginning of a snow storm, 2004

Luna Lu: ‘The Anatomy of a Hug’ (2016)