Snow - Blog Posts
He who climbs upon the highest mountains laughs at all tragedies, real or imaginary.” ? Friedrich Neitszche
Winter in Poland
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒛𝒆𝒏 𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝒚𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒅𝒂𝒚
𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒂𝒔 𝒇𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒏
Ok better for me if I sholve this ice, I dont have to go to the gym!! So just keep snowing!! #Snow #winter #mercedesbenz #gym
New work (: (personal, digital)
“When Alice was born, her eyes were black from end to end”
Acrylic version of my earlier inktober drawing!
ESOTERIC DUMPSTER VOL. 1 ISSUE # 2: SECOND SNOW
This week, I am going on a school trip to New York City. It will be my second time on a plane in my life and my second time seeing snow since West Virginia. It will also be the longest time I have spent away from home, and the farthest, save for the hot and hellish California trip of sophomore year.
My half-sister was getting married then, and already I have four nephews between her and my other two half-siblings. I remember being in line for the bathroom at the warmly lit and wine-fueled reception, standing with the groom while my sister was in the bathroom. I asked what was in his vape and he said "Tobacco." and offered me a hit. I had never taken anything before, mild or hard. In that moment, I grew up.
I was one of the big kids, a peer, and it felt good. The dry heat felt good. Leaning against a table, talking about the closet with a new cousin who emerged from the woodwork felt good. For a few minutes, everything felt good. My sister turned The Smiths on for me and made me dance. I was awkward, but it felt good.
I am constantly hit hard in the face by the fact that I will never be like them, my half-siblings. Never as old, never as straight. Eyes not dark enough. Haven't been hurt enough. They had it harder than I did growing up, and I am grateful that they tamed my father before I had to be alive under his roof.
They lived first so I didn't have to wonder whether I would flounder and drown in my adulthood because everyone does. I remember, when I observe their lives that success is simply happiness. They are very successful now.
Jumping forward in my Time-Traveling Dumpster to the present day, I am nervous for the trip. Anxious that my friends will see me tear up in front of Caravaggio's "Musicians" or when I see my dad in Central Park for a moment, and he asks me what he did wrong, and tells me that he loves me, even though my art teacher knows more of my life than he ever did.
A friend told me recently that getting over people is forgiveness. His mother left his family and died two years later in a car crash on a stretched Nevada highway. He seemed genuine, but he could have just been high.
I don't have much else to say, so here are some recent photos of the town, with more from New York en route to my digital camera come Thursday.
Until then!
SONGS: “Girl” by the queen of lyricism Tori Amos
and “Alabama Song (Whiskey Bar)” covered by creep geniuses The Doors
Why did the Lord of Light bring Jon back?
So big part of Jon Snow’s life in GoT was of course his death. Then he was brought back by The Lord of Light for an unknown reason. Most people probably thought he was brought back to fight and kill the Night King. But the Night King was killed by Arya.
So why did the Lord of Light bring Jon back from the dead? Was it to fight in the Battle of the Bastards? To raise awareness of the White Walkers?
Why did he bring him back?
Пупсики уже к новому году готовятся 😋🩷
Inktober
Day 11: Snow
I don't know why but it just didn't want to be focused! Sorry :(
hare tracks♡
it's snowing on the birch trees