Wild Asters
Dennis Miller Bunker, 1889
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My Name
by Mark Strand
One night when the lawn was a golden green
and the marbled moonlit trees rose like fresh memorials
in the scented air, and the whole countryside pulsed
with the chirr and murmur of insects, I lay in the grass
feeling the great distances open above me, and wondered
what I would become -- and where I would find myself --
and though I barely existed, I felt for an instant
that the vast star-clustered sky was mine, and I heard
my name as if for the first time, heard it the way
one hears the wind or the rain, but faint and far off
as though it belonged not to me but to the silence
from which it had come and to which it would go.
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Lluís Masriera Rosés - Sombras reflejadas (1920)
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The Metal Farmsteads of Pentel
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A man and his dog on Overhanging Rock
Yosemite National Park
1924
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Starting on a second painted version after the first one sold! This one is more saturated and pink and I love her….💛🌷🌼
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Three New Prints - Buy them at https://www.inprnt.com/gallery/collonel_atom/
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taking off a mask to reveal what lies beneath as a romantic gesture is overdone, and besides i want to see the romantic or even platonic potential of protecting someone's identity beneath the mask, without any expectation of ever being allowed to see what's under it. picking it up and holding it gently to their face when it's knocked off and they're in danger of being exposed, without trying to catch a glimpse of what they "really" look like under there. throwing yourself in front of them to hide them from view while they put themselves back together without taking advantage or looking back to see what you're protecting. learning to read them by body language, tone of voice, and behaviour so well that you never need to see their face to feel like you know and understand them.
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Bibin, Dragan. Confessional II, 2017
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Beast's Embrace
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hi! wanna help a fag with their living expenses? i made a ko-fi where u can do that. thank you for your support!
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The Blue Valley Farmer, Oklahoma City, August 10, 1933
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…and abruptly the woods altered, became somber, like an abandoned graveyard, like a church where the religion has no name.
– William Gay, from “A Death in the Woods,” I Hate to See That Evening Sun Go Down: Collected Stories (The Free Press, 2002)
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A varied thrush (Ixoreus naevius) stands out amongst the snow in British Columbia, Canada
by R Hardy
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