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Helmut Newton photographing Lisa Lyon, California, 1981
Blooms in the Woods | Lost in Time by BlueRidgeKitties
Photography by Thomas Hauser for Autre Magazine, 2021
Styling by Natacha Voranger
“Witch-woman, burning goddess, every woman bears within her soul the figure of the witch,”Erica Jong, from Witches; “The Figure of the Witch,” written c. 1981 Cameron, “Peyote Vision,”
i am esoteric, arcane, mystic, delphic, enigmatic, occult, mysterious, cryptic, oracular, vague, vatic, prophetic, divinatory, ominous, visionary, psychic, unearthly, orphic, preternatural, sphinxlike, dark, unfathomable, symbolic, strange, secretive, evasive, hazy, magnetic, ghostly, spellbinding, spectral, eerie, bewitching, clairvoyant, transcendental, divine, celestial, demonic, sublime, heavenly, surreal, dream like, mesmeric, obscure, uncanny, depraved, godless, godlike, sinful, devout, holy, saintly, degenerated, depraved, rotted, prosperous, blossoming, fertile, luxuriant, sacred, pure, profane, almighty, blissful, cursed, corrupt, ecstatic, exalted, possessed, sacrosanct, rapturous, transmundane, ambrosial, glorious, radiant, ludicrous, frenetic, mad, spiritual, infinite, all-knowing, transitory, born-again, angelic, disembodied, corporeal etc.
My body needs it—the hot baths, the care, the soft water, the perfume, the warmth. I take on the colors of the flowers, the bloom, the delicacy. It becomes me.
Anaïs Nin, Mirages: The Unexpurgated Diaries of Anaïs Nin 1939-1947
mariacarla boscono - the celebration issue, vogue italia december 2017, by mert & marcus
The earthy smell of rain is one of the most divine scents I’ve ever beheld.
there was no perfect path. you did not get punished. your life did not unravel when you made a left turn. the memory will always be there. you can visit whenever you want. there is no alternate timeline where you made a better choice and got a happier ending. you were a little girl chasing the ice cream truck, playing hopscotch, swinging and aiming for the never ending blue. yes, the grief was waiting up ahead. but so was the miracle of saturdays in a car headed wherever you wanted to go. enough sky to wrap around every wound. friends who, despite your perennial bouts of silence, kept an ear close at all times.
“Your kundalini rises naturally once you discover who you are beyond the roles of mother, daughter, sister, wife/partner, friend, aunt, etc. The deepest truth of being female is wild, primordial, undulating, spacious, and unstoppable.”
— India Ame’ye, Author, The Melody of Love
by Valentin Duciel
Sacred Women are mirrors and respond to the deepest inner desires and projections. She can function as his destroyer, muse, guide, wife, tormenter, ruin, sex fantasy – any and every thing. She is goddess. She is Shakti.
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Simone Weil, The Notebooks of Simone Weil
(via toskrinio)
Photo via “Voyeurism: You Are Being Watched Too.” Edited by 角谷徳雄, 1982.
Scanned by me.
room (2008) ph. carrie yury
A Conversation with Richard Siken by Thomas Hobohm
by Ryan Michael Kelly // NYC
Gerda Wegener (Danish, 1885-1940)
Venus and Servant in the Exotic Palace
Tollymore by Romain Butez