Basically I just wanted a place to put things that I think about, find interesting, or think beautiful. You can look at these things too, if you want.
-M.
“How could she help being “like that” to look at? No one could accuse her of taking pains to impress. And she would, if she had the chance, have liked to take people by the scruff of their necks and make them see.”
— Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse. (via fuckyeahvirginiawoolf)
Young couple cuddling as they sit down in a hole in the sand while others lie around behind them on a hot Independence Day at the beach. Photo by Ralph Crane, 1949.
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The counting of dead soldiers outside my studio was long and surprisingly eerie; it was hard to forget that every brush stroke was a soldier who had died the previous year. A lot of people stopped to read the mural and were immediately impressed by the reality portrayed. Most of them seemed quite shocked and approached me to ask if what I was painting was real. I tried to explain that I simply wished to create a physical image that could capture people’s imagination, creating awareness of the current numbers in death, war and the infinite discrepancy between the resources and energies destined to fight and protect soldiers at war versus the energies invested in protecting their mental health and stability.
“Snape was Dumbledores, Dumbledores from the moment you started hunting down my mother…”
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“A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.”
— Wallace Stevens (via clavicola)
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