Thanks for the tag @theinheriteddutchess!

The last song I listened to was "Is Everybody Going Crazy" by Nothing but Thieves.

NPT: @sarahdonald87 @introvertedlass @tarot-junkie (no worries if any of you are too busy!) and anyone else who’d like to participate!

Tagged by @mauvecardigans for a wee game - picrew yourself and also share the last song you listened to!

It was actually the Live at Wembley version but this was an easier pic to get.

Tagging a few people but please feel free to do it even if I don't tag you directly, and tag me so I can see! No pressure if I did tag you! @koboldkatalyst @wellmanneredthief @karleenscreativeworld @secondearthling @paanya

@wiklm @old-wild-child @imusthavebecomesomething @movietonight @orangefarmcat

@onekisstotakewithme @blue-ravens @youngpettyqueen

Rolleiflex jimmy

Jan Waldron, The Small Black Cat Meets Large Black Birds

art in sheet music

The Trees

by Philip Larkin

The trees are coming into leaf Like something almost being said; The recent buds relax and spread, Their greenness is a kind of grief. Is it that they are born again And we grow old? No, they die too, Their yearly trick of looking new Is written down in rings of grain. Yet still the unresting castles thresh In fullgrown thickness every May. Last year is dead, they seem to say, Begin afresh, afresh, afresh.

I read somewhere that "When you choose a life partner you're choosing your eating companion for about 20,000 meals, your travel companion for about 70 vacations, your retirement friend, career therapist, & someone whose day you'll hear about 18,000 times" and I really can't stress this enough.

Devin Michael Roberts

“InNeR GLOw” by | Neil Burnell

Dartmoor National Park, England, U.K.

by ryanpernofski

on earth by Franz Wright

but you see her on instagram and it was never really said that you guys aren’t friends but one day she stopped answering and you stopped texting and it’s not like the wound is a cavern but it is a diagram of what if in red letters. you want to tell her nice lipstick that’s a good color but the last time you spoke it was stilted and awkward 

how do you say goodbye, you know? it’s not an unfriend and block kind of situation. but you watch the people you once loved go on and have a life and you’re outside of it. and it’s bittersweet because of course it’s okay that you’re both thriving. but she used to be who you’d call if you needed to cry. she used to be who’d you’d be binge watching the new series with. you used to be hers, in a way, even if that way wasn’t permanent. and now she’s someone else and so are you and your friendship is clicking heart shapes next to pictures where she smiles next to people you’ve never met. you know where her birthmark is. she knows where you’ve buried your dead.

the poets and the singers and the authors write about romantic love when it ends. but nobody tells you how to get over a friend.

Anita Malfatti - A ventania (1916)

Anita Malfatti, was a contemporary of Tarsila do Amaral but is considerably less known outside of Brazil. In A Ventania (Gale), Malfatti wittily reverses the traditional journey made by traveler-artists such as Frederic Edwin Church in the nineteenth century, by traveling from her home in South America to paint the “exotic” wilderness of North America. Inspired by Malfatti’s stay on Monhegan Island, off the coast of Maine in the United States, A Ventania is a modernist rendition of the classic field-to-studio painting. Experiential rather than pictorial, Malfatti eschewed mimetic reproduction of the storm. Instead, her painting conveys the sensation of being caught in a gale, the buffeting winds and the swiftly darkening sky captured through swirling brush strokes and smudges of color. (source)

spring on film 🌷

Vicente Aleixandre, from Sound of the War; A Longing for the Light: Selected Poems, 1979

Brett Weston (American,1911-1993)

Worm Tracks, California, 1937