Look at the essence, not the appearances.
Heather Horton (Canadian b.1974), David’s Studio, Sunset, Oil on canvas,
Tell the Oracle, Julius Caesar sends the following message: a few days ago, you told me “Beware the Ides of March” and yet, I have had no such awares to be. I had a prophecy that was of substandard quality set before me. What Ides are there to beware? What the fuck is an Ides?
I have sent out soldiers, Romans like myself, across enemy territory in Gaul (and Rome too for that matter); and yet you treat me with contempt.
I have lain out my work as Pontifex Maximus Jupiter, and yet fate has not fulfilled what you promised me. No Ides to beware this March. Yet there is still that one (trifling) As of bronze I owe you for the poor prophecy you promised.
I shall ignore you, by all the seers and prophets who work with Apollo, and make use of my right of rejection on this “Ides of March” and happily attend the senate meeting with my fellow Romans, for you have treated me with contempt.
Kim Jongsook ‘김종숙’ (b. 1968, South Korea) - from Artificial Landscape series, Mixed Media on Canvas, made with Swarovski’s Cut Crystals (2012)
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adam wakes up, probes his side. rib gone, wound sticky. god's fingers have touched a place that will never be touched again. how does adam not curl up, swell and fall, beg god to touch him again. to touch him everywhere else. not just ribs but cheek, inner thigh, lap. the worst part of the side-wound is not that god penetrated you but that he won't do it again
Massive chunk of wild honeycomb. Photo by: Tarsh and Tariq Thekaekara
Daybreak. 74° F, with light rain. 5:45 to 6:10 am. July 29, 2023. Cove Island Park, Stamford, CT. (@dkct25)
Hey did you know there's a tell all book about the behind the scenes of Meta and the author is forbidden from promoting it?
The good news is however that it's already published and can't be stifled and whoever didn't sign the NDA can promote it as much as they want.
“Love doesn’t just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new.”
— Ursula K. Le Guin