February 2012
“Reading and sauntering and lounging and dozing, which I call thinking, is my...”
– David Hume (a.k.a. Hippie)
“Anyone whose goal is ‘something higher’ must expect someday to suffer vertigo....”
– Milan Kundera (via rose-gardener)
“The Greek word for “return” is nostos. Algos means “suffering.” So nostalgia is...”
– Milan Kundera (via outofthelabels)
“There is no means of testing which decision is better, because there is no basis...”
– The Unbearable Lightness of Being, Milan Kundera (via jobellezamora)
“The heaviest of burdens crushes us, we sink beneath it, it pins us to the...”
– Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being (via erin-chupacabra)
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There must be a better way to handle this...
like, uhm, was that a one night stand or…? Would you mind not being so damn ambiguous for a moment so I can move on?
I am a painter
Expectation:
Reality:
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When we kissed our teeth scraped; two swords engaged in coulé.
I’m not a “good girl.”
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Things I Love
Not wearing trousers
Not wearing shoes
Being right
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louiswalsh:
The third rule of Fight Club is to have fun and try your best.
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Also, I decided on a theme for my oil series. “Transparency”
It’s not that original. But I want to work on technique, have flexibility, but still maintain a link. So I think my paintings will incorporate glass, sheer materials, water, mist, and maybe ghosts. It’s kind of relevant in my life right now, come to think of it, everything I’m trying to examine is...
seriously, this just kinna rambles on.
Last week I went to my great aunt’s for dinner since the family was getting together. (A little background information: six months ago my great grandfather [the great patriarch] passed away. He had five children and they are all married, have kids, etc. etc. All of his children and their spouses were there at my great aunt’s the other night going through inheritance stuff) They were...
“howling ghosts they will appear
in mountains that are stacked with fear
but...”
– “king and lionheart” of monsters and men
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Anyone want to lay naked on my bed so I could...
Any takers?
“The world about us would be desolate except for the world within us.”
– Wallace Stevens (via picnic-lightning)
“True, the desire to read is an insatiable desire and you must read....”
– From Letters of Wallace Stevens, ed. Holly Stevens. New York: Knopf, 1966; rpt. Berkeley: University of California Press, 1996. p 513
Echoes:
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I am making more love from kind things old friends say mediaeval oil paintings Klimt “La Vie en Rose” and wearing Wellies in an art museum.
I think if I keep listening to “La Vie en Rose” and I paint as best as I can, drink lots of tea, and have a busy day tomorrow I can keep being sweet to people. Like a parched wanderer in a jungle relieves his thirst from a cumulation...
A tree doesn’t mind if you stare.
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That awkward moment when you come back to Tumblr with the intention of never posting anything personal and you realise that’s all people liked about your blog.
Also, I am certainly uncertain.
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