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“The role of the artist is exactly the same role, I think, as the role of the lover. If you love somebody, you honor at least two necessities at once. One of them is to recognize something very dangerous, or very difficult. Many people cannot recognize it at all, that you may also be loved; love is like a mirror. In any case, if you do love somebody, you honor the necessity endlessly, and being at the mercy of that love, you try to correct the person whom you love. Now, that’s a two-way street. You’ve also got to be corrected. As I said, the people produce the artist, and it’s true. The artist also produces the people. And that’s a very violent and terrifying act of love. The role of the artist and the role of the lover. If I love you, I have to make you conscious of the things you don’t see. Insofar as that is true, in that effort, I become conscious of the things that I don’t see. And I will not see without you, and vice versa, you will not see without me. No one wants to see more than he sees. You have to be driven to see what you see. The only way you can get through it is to accept that two-way street which I call love. You can call it a poem, you can call it whatever you like. That’s how people grow up. An artist is here not to give you answers but to ask you questions.”

— James Baldwin, “The Black Scholar Interviews James Baldwin,” Conversations with James Baldwin (edited by Fred L. Standley and Louis H. Pratt)

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sources:

1. The Suicide of Lucretia by Albrech Dürer // 2. Ira V. Simon // 3. Carrie 1976, gifs by @horrorfilmgifs // 4. Angela Carter, The Bloody Chamber and Other Stories // 5. Oberon, Titania and Puck with Fairies Dancing by William Blake // 6. Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait in Letters // 7. Head of Medusa by Peter Paul Rubens // 8. Yves Olade, Belovéd // 9. Mary Magdalene in the Cave by Hugues Merle // 10. Björk

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Bountiful Harvest by Natalia Vergun, 1969

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I was in line at Aldi and this girl with two toddlers in front of me had her card declined and she looked so fucking sad and said “let me call my husband real quick” and it was only 18 dollars, so I just paid for it, and she was very sweet and then as she walked off, the lady behind me said `”You know that was probably a scam, right?” and like, even if it was, like what a sad fucking scam, right? 18 dollars at the Aldi. If you’re “scamming” me for some Tyson chicken and apple juice and cauliflower, then just take my fucking money. 

“A scam” people are fucking wild.  

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صبر تلخ است ولیکن بر شیرین دارد

patience is bitter but its fruit is sweet

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John Matthias Kuehne, Electrical discharge patterns

via

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from “James Baldwin, The Art of Fiction No. 78,” interviewed by Jordan Elgrably, Paris Review (no. 91, Spring 1984)

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From "The Fasting Girl" about Mollie Fancher by Michelle Stacy

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despair is here!

seasonal, free range, organic depression

can you believe i have to go back to work tomorrow? i hate this job so much it’s been almost five years of true misery and it’s had its downs and its down lower-s.

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heat by Peter Pohjola

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Mountain farmstead    -   Oskar Mulley , c. 1933.

Austrian,  1891 - 1949

oil on canvas , 112 x 98 cm. 

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‘Croft’ art by Sarah Morgan

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KURT COBAIN LIVE AND LOUD, 1993

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Arnold Böcklin, War, Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, 1896

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Some Neil with different hair experiments.

❌ do NOT use, edit or repost my art on ANY social media platforms!!! ❌  

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Queen Kevin Day Pt 5/5

[Pt1] [Pt2] [Pt3] [Pt4] [HERE]

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Absolutely amazing 🏳️‍🌈🫶🌈