Humanity-in-the-absurd-hour - Humanity In The Absurd Hour

need to eat out an anxious over-achiever girl so good she sleeps for hours while i cook her food in the underwear she just came in

... stained glass ...

National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne, Australia

The stained-glass ceiling forms an abstract puzzle, a vibrant mosaic of color and light that transforms the space.

April, 1932 The diary of Anaïs Nin [Volume One: 1931-1934]

remedy by Bob Hicok

Dearest swirly brain,

I know that most days you hate yourself.

You hate feeling so out of control, so burdensome.

Dark fog and rapid heat consume every fold, every corner.

You want peace, or relief.

But dearest swirly brain, you are more.

You are a culmination of decades of feelings and LIFE.

Vibrancy and light and contrast.

You are always moving.

Evolving. Changing. Learning.

You are so wildly and authentically human.

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "White Owl Flies Into and Out of the Field," featured in A Century of Poetry in the New Yorker

Colored Pencil Drawings

Instagram: ismael.guerrier.art

“I have so much to say to you that l am afraid I shall tell you nothing.”

Fyodor Dostoevsky

What I mean when I do not control the hyperfixation.

also a poem from the new, unreleased collection. very possibly my own all-time favourite.