Cameraworks, By David Hockney, 1984 

I am a different person to different people. Annoying to one. Talented to another. Quiet to a few. Unknown to a lot. But who am I, to me?

dream-jackson (via immer-und-immerwieder)

The Crow Beneath the Ancient Arch

Hey I should probably actually post here more, huh??

The Cult of the Crowned Raven

Adrienne Rich, from Poetry & Prose: Poems, Prose, Reviews and Criticism; “The Knight,” (x)

sometimes language families fuck me up a bit. like hi we used to sit around the same fire and we saw the same birds flying south and our children climbed in the same trees but then we parted ways and now we might not understand each other at all but maybe we can still recognize each others words for the moon.

Artist: Algirdas Javtokas Title: VXXXXVXV Technique: oil on canvas, texture Size: 12 x 12 in (30 x 30 cm) Year: 2014

HOLY SHIT MOZART

I just found out Mozart’s first true opera was commisioned by a university when he was 11, which all by itself was pretty impressive.

But the shocking fact is that this little kid wrote the opera about a f*cking homosexual triangle between the greek god Apollo and two humans, Hyacinthus (his lover) and Zephyr (who was jealous).

A GAY OPERA

THERE’S A DAMN GAY OPERA WRITTEN BY A 11 YEAR OLD MOZART