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sat in the warm sun and the cold wind this afternoon, listening to the pigeons coo, killing time in the little parc du portugal around the corner from cohen's doorstep.
10:30pm: driving back into the city in the rain, reading nancy comics in the back of the uber. perfect night.
Elsa Schiaparelli photographed by French photographer André Durst Strands of wire energy coiling around the body and hovering by the self outside of self.
This is the condition called ekstasis, literally "standing outside oneself" , a condition regarded by the Greeks as typical of mad persons, geniuses and lovers, and ascribed to poets by Aristotle.
Anne Carson
Ph. André Durst, 1936
always time for a meowllo for the best kitties 🐾
king of all floof
ooh, i like this very much.
often when i imagine you,
your wholeness cascades into many shapes.
you run like a herd of luminous deer,
and I am dark; i am forest.
rilke
putting this on my list of wants and needs.
www.anniestephens.net/2026/03/?m=1
you too! and yes, still muddling through in montreal. though i miss ottawa at times. are you there now?
i am so sorry for the difficult news. i am sending you both strength and courage through this time. i hope there will be lighter days soon. 🤍
oh, my heart. i will definitely have to download this. what a beautiful concept. 💔
heavy agree. i have been thinking about this so much, too.
Dream N° 35
1949 • Grete Stern
i think about you often. 💔🤍
watching this essay on hiromix, i remember coming of age on the internet of the early 2000s, learning to make art, to express and document in a self created digital world felt so limitless in its possibilities. our space and our voices were our own, and the world felt so big.
I came to Minneapolis to report on what's going on, and one of the main questions I showed up with is "just what is the scale of the resistance?" After all, we're all used to the news calling Portland a "war zone" or whatever when it's just some protests in one part of town.
You know me I don't share fundraisers unless I can tell you I trust them with my whole heart and my own wallet. This one gets protective gear to legal observers in Minneapolis / Saint Paul
www.gofundme.com/f/help-equip...
it looks incredible! congratulations!
hands are clasped. lines drawn, an X, like string between fingers
forgotten mnemonic
Man Ray, 1925
🎥Flow of lymph
Circulation of blood, 1926.
"artists really get down to the business of making their art when it is more painful to not make it than to make it." — art work, sally mann. a book of sometimes painful but simple truths occupying my mind this winter, into this new year.
Your body is away from me
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours.
From this window, like the moon
I keep sending news secretly.
~Rumi
FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR SANITY PRAY IT ISN'T TRUE!
Richard Matheson raids Nigel Kneale's 'what if we chuck science and the supernatural in bed together' with music from Delia Derbyshire and Brian Hodgeson from the Radiophonics team! Join #thefilmcrowd THE LEGEND OF HELL HOUSE at 8pm UK time! Link 👇
i once found marilyn monroe, fragments, a book of her intimate written ephemera & emily dickinson, the gorgeous nothings in the same visit in different corners of my favorite secondhand shop — like magic, but i think they must have come from the same home. or at least, they are now both in mine.
aaahh, that dreamy frilly cream coloured prickly bow'd garment in the 4th photo is so pretty i could die just a little bit. this collection is gorgeous. ✨