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of memory, etc.

  1. July 24, 2014

    this weather makes my soul feel like a plant that unfurls its leaves and stands a little taller, then gets heavy-

    i can pull the sheets all the way over my head-

    and when i drive past a field of clover the clouds curl over it-

    but it neither hurts nor helps restlessness-
    figures

  2. July 24, 2014

    "Creative people are confident in only one thing: their own doubt. I think there’s a huge lack of self-confidence in a creative person because, by nature, the definition of a creative person is someone who is trying to make something new. They know, if they are professional creatives, that the likelihood of doing that—making something new and significant—is hugely unlikely, so they build within that city of doubt. From doubt, they get to iterate and work extremely hard, hoping to find something new; it’s all about hope. I’ve never met anyone who is good at what they do creatively and is super-confident. Maybe they pretend to be confident in front of their agent or the media, but I’ve never been confident in that way." - A conversation with the inimitable John Maeda. Complement with Seth Godin on dancing with self-doubt and Anna Deavere Smith’s advice to artists on what self-esteem really means. (via letters-to-nobody)

    (Source: explore-blog, via letters-to-nobody)

  3. July 23, 2014

    money is honey

  4. July 23, 2014
    elinka:

The red
by Igor Sirbu

    elinka:

    The red

    by Igor Sirbu

  5. July 23, 2014
    blastedheath:

Rastislaw Racoff (Russian, 1904-1982), Still life with a red rose, 1962. Oil on hardboard, 35 x 27 cm.

    blastedheath:

    Rastislaw Racoff (Russian, 1904-1982), Still life with a red rose, 1962. Oil on hardboard, 35 x 27 cm.

  6. July 23, 2014

    dear slightly younger people taking control of your personal lives, doing what you want despite what family says, keep doing that since i don’t know if i ever will, thanks

  7. July 23, 2014
    marieantoinete:

Renoir, Pierre Auguste - Bouquet in a Vase

    marieantoinete:

    Renoir, Pierre Auguste - Bouquet in a Vase

  8. July 22, 2014

    ..

    i told her little things about summer
    remind me of those year-ago days
    and big things that stretch out before me like the sunset holding the highway
    as i drive home from my cousin’s apartment
    grass the color of limeskin
    she said since you have not ever made room for yourself you could not explain no to another
    i said i still blame myself
    she said i’m not blaming you
    i said i am scared it will happen again when that time comes although that does not make sense
    i have seen the closing of august coming for me
    she said it makes sense and let’s plan that day to take care of yourself
    as if that promise would make me feel better
    and it did, just that sentence
    so i rode the train home with my sunglasses on
    looking forward to sleep

  9. July 22, 2014

    (Source: dope-shiettt, via littlebirdsings)

  10. July 21, 2014

    I attempt sleep

    & squares of light
    bloom

    like the day leaving footprints
    on the backs of my eyelids.

    Night air falls
    over my legs
    with a touch that is
    simply nature &

    not the will
    of another

    attempting control.