Mary Lee Bendolph, Blocks, Strips, Strings, and Half Squares, 2005

This quilt was inspired by an intaglio print Bendolph created earlier in 2005, titled Mama's Song:

The print was itself inspired by quilts she had made... an endless cycle of creation ❤️

Blocks and strips quilt by Irene Williams, 2003

saw a tiktok of a mother taking her very tiny daughter to an art museum and she’s just walking around going “whoooa” “woooaah” to everything but then they got to a marble statue of a nude woman lying on her back and the girl points and goes “mommy🫵” and i just immediately welled up with tears and all the comments are just laughing about it and of course it’s funny but how are you not insanely moved by the way art connects everyone on earth from a centuries-old sculptor to a toddler in 2023

Will Barnet (American,1911-2012)

The Caller, 1974

Oil on canvas

Joseph Cornell (American, 1903-1972) Untitled (Celestial Navigation) 1956-1958 Box construction 30.8 x 43.2 x 9.2cm The Robert Lehrman Art Trust, courtesy of Aimee and Robert Lehrman Photo The Robert Lehrman Art Trust, courtesy of Aimee and Robert Lehrman Photography: Quicksilver Photographers, LLC © The Joseph and Robert Cornell Memorial Foundation/VAGA, NY/DACS, London 2015

Joseph Cornell, Medici Prince

Albrecht Dürer, Wing of a European Roller (1512)

Serpent sighting 🖤

Pieced Quilt (Friendship Sampler Strips) 1843 by Lizzie C. Jones.

Chintzes, calicoes and white cotton.

SAAM.

Purvis Young, Horses, 1991

All things are too small to hold me, I am so vast

In the Infinite I reach for the Uncreated

I have touched it, it undoes me wider than wide

Everything else is too narrow

You know this well, you who are also there

St. Hadewijch, trans. Jane Hirschfield

Earth Day morning sights from my walk this morning. <3 (I would say the Earth is my beloved but you have to watch what you say around here or you could end up in a Tingler. haha)

I love the Brooks which down their channels fret, Even more than when I tripped lightly as they; The innocent brightness of a new-born Day                       Is lovely yet; The Clouds that gather round the setting sun Do take a sober colouring from an eye That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality; Another race hath been, and other palms are won. Thanks to the human heart by which we live, Thanks to its tenderness, its joys, and fears, To me the meanest flower that blows can give Thoughts that do often lie too deep for tears.

William Wordsworth, from "Ode: Intimations of Immortality from Recollections of Early Childhood"

'ivy is beginning to clothe the 2 seated people made by simon gerhold at groombridge place, in kent, england' in livingsculpture - paul cooper (2001)

Portrait of a gyrfalcon, viewed from three sides - Lombard Master, c.1540-1560 - via Sotheby's