Monday, December 31, 2018

Too Tired for Sunshine




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Resolution number 9


[new lyrics for old songs]

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Burning The Old Year

Letters swallow themselves in seconds.
 Notes friends tied to the doorknob,
transparent scarlet paper,
sizzle like moth wings,
marry the air.

So much of any year is flammable,
lists of vegetables, partial poems.
Orange swirling flame of days,
so little is a stone.

Where there was something and suddenly isn’t,
an absence shouts, celebrates, leaves a space.
I begin again with the smallest numbers.

Quick dance, shuffle of losses and leaves,
only the things i didn’t do
crackle after the blazing dies.

  – Naomi Shihab Nye

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Pump it up




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Neighbors






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Self-Portraits through Art History






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Sunday, December 30, 2018

Word on the Street

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Personal Message




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The Eerie, Automaton Sculptures of Jamie Winn




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Highly Detailed Surreal Illustrations by Dzmitryi Kashtalyan.




Belarus-based artist Dzmitryi Kashtalyan creates highly detailed character illustrations that look like something from a dream.

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Saturday, December 29, 2018

Calvin and Hobbes

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Shitty Watercolour ‏

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Friday, December 28, 2018

Van Gogh Never





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No One



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Thursday, December 27, 2018

Napoleon’s English Lessons


Napoleon Bonaparte—exiled to the island of St. Helena for his crimes against Europe—got the full treatment, what some might even call a sweetheart deal. As the Public Domain Review notes, “the British had agreed to provide Le Petit Caporal with plentiful wine, meat, and musical instruments.” He was given his own comfortable lodgings, a spacious country house, though it’s said to have been draughty and full of rats. On the other hand, Napoleon had to foreswear “what he most craved—family, power, Europe,” for a condition of extreme isolation. The loss weighed heavily.
 After spending six years 1200 miles from shore, he died, some say of poisoning, but others say of boredom. Of his few amusements, conversing with Count Emmanuel de Las Cases—“historian and loyal supporter who had been allowed to voyage with him to Saint Helena”—proved most stimulating. Prevented from receiving newspapers in French, he longed to read the few he found in English. Las Cases endeavored to teach Napoleon the language of his jailers, and the former Emperor struggled mightily to learn it. Eight pages in Napoleon’s own hand remain from his time as a student of English on St. Helena in the first few months of 1816.
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Ask me what I'm thinking




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Lili, 2013



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A dream in Umbria





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