I Am A Huge Fan Of Retiring To My Quarters

i sat quietly beside the window, closed my eyes and listened to the rhythm of gentle waves hitting the sea shore...

(walks out into the woods at 2 am)

(shouts)

HOW DO I MOVE ON? EVEN WHEN IT WAS MY FAULT? EVEN WHEN I WAS THE ONE IN THE WRONG? EVEN WHEN I HURT SOMEONE WITHOUT CAUSE OR EXCUSE OR EXPLANATION? WHEN I HAVE NO RECOURSE TO SEEK FORGIVENESS AND WHEN THEY ARE RIGHT TO NEVER FORGIVE ME, SO THE ONLY THING THERE IS LEFT TO DO IS TO MOVE ON AND AND DO BETTER OR DIE. AND I AM NOT DYING?

(silence)

(hears a bullfrog croak)

(that's nice at least, I do like bullfrogs)

Art by Vera Dochich

bioluminescence

burnout frogs compilation

if you like the burnout frogs and want a specific im doing kofi doodles for 4 ko-fi’s (or more! slink in bio) just put what you want in the description or u can dm it to me >:] weehoo

sandra cisneros, the house on mango street / tatyana nilovna yablonskaya - morning, 1954 / anatoly levitin- warm day, 1957 / harry sutton palmer - a cottage garden, 20th c. / phoebe bridgers, i know the end / sarah abraham - one fine morning, 2013 / theo gosselin - denver morning 5, 2015 / gaston bachelard, the poetics of space / federico zandomeneghi - in bed, 1878 / laura ingalls wilder /colley wisson- morning light kyneton australia, 21st c. / @gabi_wahl on instagram / lauren jolly roberts - cecile’s garden, 2006 / maya angelou, all god’s children need traveling shoes

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metsänpeitto – forest blanket. In Finnish mythology, this is the name of a place or state of mind where you can be led by magical creatures of the forest (dwarves?) and where even a familiar forest can seem strange and deceptive. in the past, people who got lost in the forest for unexplained reasons said that they 'fell under the forest cover'. 'but there's a way out!' that's what my grandmother used to say, which her mother taught her once when they got lost in a cloudberry swamp. 'I need to turn my socks inside out!'

— Saara Alhopuro

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'Old House in Wind' by Charles Frederick W. Mielatz, c. 1906.

Gwen John - Self Portrait (1902)

Gwen John was a Welsh artists whose legacy mostly consists of portraits of anonymous female sitters. During her lifetime she was overshadowed by her bother Augustus, however, today it seems that his prophecy that “in 50 years I will be known as Gwen John’s brother” has come true since most contemporary art critics see her as the more talented of the two.

At 27 she permanently moved Paris since it was easier there for young women to make a living. She lived a fairly solitary life with her cats, devoted most of her time to painting and had several passionate love affairs with men and women. She created several thousand art works that have been praised for their atmosphere of serenity and a reduced colour palette, and are presented in major contemporary collections such as the Metropolitan Museum of Art and the Tate Gallery.