Love Letter From 1913 That Opens Up To Form An Art Gallery (x)

love letter from 1913 that opens up to form an art gallery (x)

the kids aren’t alright // fob

“I’ve got a bit of a repulsion towards drawing in a purely perspectival way, as it puts the optical at the top of some sort of hierarchy” - Mary Herbert

“—how wonderful to be who I am, made out of earth and water, my own thoughts, my own fingerprints— all that glorious, temporary stuff.”

— Mary Oliver, excerpt of “On Meditating, Sort Of”, in Blue Horses

― Haruki Murakami, Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman

[text ID: I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.]