overgrown bat, occultist, alchemist, aspiring potion maker, least but not last, poet.
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I have loads of things I hyperfixate on and they vary and change over time, so an older one I had was the American transcendentalist movement that occurred in massachusetts and to be Frank with you although I was deeply interested in the ideas and philosophy of the movement in which is essentially about humans being inherently good and being at risk of corruption by society and institutions and the idea of embracing idealism and focusing on nature and being against materialism. I was more captivated by the key individuals of that movement namely Ralph Waldo Emerson, Thoreau, Hawthorne, Dickinson, and Alcott and their lifestyles I think that is something I enjoy to casually think about; the little things, like people avoiding hawthorns because he talked too much, or thoreau and Emerson getting into a heated argument but still remains best friends, or Emily dickinskin keeping up with the things written by thoreau or Emerson, or nathaniel hawthorns and his wife roaming in their garden which they called Eden, or Louise alcott having a crush on Emerson and getting flustered around him, rainy days in thoreau's cabin and imagine having a conversation with him about what he has learnt while living there, hawthorne telling Emerson that thoreau said he would teach him how to sail a boat on walden pond.
I don't know I just wanted to say that.
monoculture forests are deeply unsettling in a way that is hard to explain to people who do not spend a lot of time looking at forests
Santiago Licata (Argentine, b. 1986)
Untitled, 2019
Graphite grease on paper
If you see this on your dashboard, reblog this, NO MATTER WHAT and all your dreams and wishes will come true.
Some Sheep. Me, 30x40, acrylic gouache on canvas paper.
Figured my first post should be a good one! If you're interested to see my progress, check out my YouTube channel via the link in my bio :)
Now available as a print!
Buy one of these lil sheepies for yourself in an 11 x 17" print version :D My Linktree (in my bio) or the pinned post here on my blog both lead to my etsy!
Razor with ivory handle, it once belonged to Captain Hammond of Mattapoisett, New Bedford, late 19th century
It’s not you I’ve lost, but the world.
a kind of loss (Ingeborg Bachmann), variations on the word love (Margaret Atwood), i am the brother of xx (Fleur Jaeggy), don’t go far off, not even for a day (Pablo Neruda), recreation (Audre Lorde), wuthering heights (Emily Brontë), i carry your heart with me (e. e. cummings)
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i must not afternoon nap. afternoon nap is the mind-killer. afternoon nap is the little death that brings total obliteration. i will face my afternoon sleepy tired and permit it to pass over and through me. and when it has gone i will turn the inner eye to see its path. where the afternoon sleepy tired has gone there will be nothing. only i will remain
