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I've said this before and I'll say it again. Everything is about queer allegory, except queer allegory, which is about rivers.
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The Brothers Hildebrandt, 1981
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Evening with Bright Light, 2020
Leif Engström. oil, acrylic and glitter on canvas
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Yaaay fruit party!!!!
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Fuck my life I forgot the eunuchs all took a vacation day to go see Car Seat Headrest and my stupid ass approved it not knowing today's the day the emperor's cassowaries are due for their haircuts and now I gotta do it myself I've been chasing those stupid fucking birds all over the menagerie all morning
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“Later — in the cab, and afterward — I would replay that moment, and marvel that I’d waved and walked away quite so casually. Why hadn’t I grabbed his arm and begged him one last time to get in the car, come on, fuck it Boris, just like skipping school, we’ll be eating breakfast over cornfields when the sun comes up? I knew him well enough to know that if you asked him the right way, at the right moment, he would do almost anything; and in the very act of turning away I knew he would have run after me and hopped in the car laughing if I’d asked one last time. But I didn’t. And, in truth, it was maybe better that I didn’t — I say that now, though it was something I regretted bitterly for a while. More than anything I was relieved that in my unfamiliar babbling-and-wanting-to-talk state I’d stopped myself from blurting the thing on the edge of my tongue, the thing I’d never said, even though it was something we both knew well enough without me saying it out loud to him in the street — which was, of course, I love you.”
— The Goldfinch, Donna Tartt
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"I Spy Fantasy" artworks by Walter Wick
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Mark Rothko, Plum and dark brown, 1964
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I just showed an Olmec guy all the uses we have for corn today and he started milly rocking
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Childhood Memory #44 The Cellar: “Don’t worry,” said his sister sweetly, “I won’t turn off the light…”
Elaine H. Spencer
Fort Collins, Colorado
1988
Cotton, 51 ¾ × 43"
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Phyllis Shafer’s landscapes make me fucking insane
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andrea dworkin
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some silkens, a very choice dog to draw
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Christian Boltanski (1944) Théâtre d’ombres (Theatre of Shadows)
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Unburdened & Becoming.
Image ID: In a large circular hoop is an embroidered needle painting of a stalk of blooming goldenrod on black fabric. Underneath it in small cramped script are the words “unburdened and becoming”. A hand holds the hoop in amongst a patch of real goldenrod.
The phrase is lyrics from “8 (circle)” by Bon Iver.
Also just cause I get this a lot and have only just learned it myself, goldenrod is not responsible for ur seasonal allergies. Their pollen is too heavy to be carried on the wind and they rely on insect pollination! They just come into season the same time as ragweed (the real enemy) but are so much showier then ragweed they get blamed for all the not-fun times.
(I’m like on a single-handed mission to redeem goldenrod in the eyes of everyone cause I love it so much u guys, pls join me.)
Ok but what does ragweed look like because I thought that was it based on pictures when I looked it up in google
Pic credit from wikipedia, its this guy! Much more understated, more complex leaves, it can be tall like goldenrod but also i see a lot of shorter ragweed growing on edges of sidewalks and ditches.