Posts tagged inspiration
Andrea's Art Box
poetry, drawing, collage
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Each human being is a multiplicity of miracles.
Thich Nhat Hanh (via faith-in-humanity)
AGREED
(via lorenzmazondumuk)
Entire novel written on the walls of abandoned home
How marvelous. Make me want to try it. (^_^)
(Source: wasbella102, via theformofbeauty)
A Crack in the Sky by Yocha Maitos
Constructing a ginormous light installment in the forest, Maitos was able to accurately portray the sight of a portal opening up in the night sky. Dont worry though errybody, I’m pretty sure this is the way to Narnia.
(photos by lovisostenrik / via: mymodernmet)
A Crack in the Sky
(a response by Andrea Blythe to the above art)
It was there, a bright opening,
and it was impossible to know
what,
if anything,
was on the other side, but I
stepped forward
and through,
to end or to begin, to live or to die,
but at the very least
to discover.
(via bookspaperscissors)
I have come to believe over and over again that what is most important to me must be spoken, made verbal and shared, even at the risk of having it bruised or misunderstood.
(via amiramuse)
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Kahlo
“I think that little by little I’ll be able to solve my problems and survive.”
― Frida Kahlo
― Frida Kahlo
(Source: cuoregraffiato, via ladyorlando5)
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“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.”
― Frida Kahlo
― Frida Kahlo
(Source: diaphanus, via ladyorlando5)
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.
Poetry is
more than
shiny words
or phrases,
more than
line breaks,
rhymes, or
s p a c e s.
It breathes
and sings
and hangs
from strings
tied neatly
to
our
secret
places.
Well said, write-handed, well said.
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love poem #3, James Schiller
1 i will put a bee under your bed
2 every day for a year
3 so you do not perceive the increase
4 of bees under your bed
5 and become unconsciously accustomed to their activity
6 which at its culmination
a. (364 bees)
7 will be substantial
8 you will lay down over a large, undulating field
9 of meticulous noise
a. their dark purr will comfort you
b. you will require their delicate sludge to sleep
10 until i sneak
a. secretly
11 into your bed
12 and take away the bees
13 then you will sense a disturbance in your slumber
a. the solitude of the night will pierce your mind
like a piercing mind-knife of solitude
14 and you will cry and sweat
15 and produce other sad fluids in the night
16 and roam the earth in distress
17 until,
a. one day
18 we finally meet
19 and i say
20 i am the man you’ve been searching for
21 all your life
22 and you say who the hell do you think you are
a. you are distressed, i forgive you
23 and i say
24 i’m the man
25 with all the bees under his bed
(via rabbit-light)
(^_^)
