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cause everybody knows that

teeth are where your heart was, love

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best kept secrets

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Riding home. hurts me each time to read Camilla get hurt... and OH MY GOD it's such a well written scene, I loved it so much.

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Hilma Af Klint, The Swan No. 1

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We come spinning out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.                      ~ Rumi

Little Mermaid ~ c.1920′s ~ Ida Rentoul Outhwaite (Australian illustrator and later author of children’s books, mostly depicting fairies, 1888-1960)

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Wojciech Siudmak

"Harvest Of Illusions"

1992

Oil on Canvas

Style: Fantastic Realism

Dimensions: 120 x 160 cm

- Siudmak is often associated with visionary surrealism, and his works frequently explore the intersection of human consciousness, dreams, and alternate realities. In Harvest of Illusions, Siudmak uses visual metaphors, like the harvest, to explore themes of human perception and the complexity of reality. His works often include elements that seem to be caught between the real and the imagined, offering viewers a deeply immersive experience. Siudmak, born in Poland, has had a significant impact on the global surrealist movement. His works have been exhibited worldwide, and he is often regarded as one of the foremost Polish surrealist painters of his generation.

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I told Miyazaki I love the “gratuitous motion” in his films; instead of every movement being dictated by the story, sometimes people will just sit for a moment, or they will sigh, or look in a running stream, or do something extra, not to advance the story but only to give the sense of time and place and who they are.

“We have a word for that in Japanese,” he said. “It’s called ma. Emptiness. It’s there intentionally.”

Is that like the “pillow words” that separate phrases in Japanese poetry?

“I don’t think it’s like the pillow word.” He clapped his hands three or four times. “The time in between my clapping is ma. If you just have non-stop action with no breathing space at all, it’s just busyness, But if you take a moment, then the tension building in the film can grow into a wider dimension. If you just have constant tension at 80 degrees all the time you just get numb.”

Which helps explain why Miyazaki’s films are more absorbing and involving than the frantic cheerful action in a lot of American animation. I asked him to explain that a little more.

“The people who make the movies are scared of silence, so they want to paper and plaster it over,” he said. “They’re worried that the audience will get bored. They might go up and get some popcorn.

But just because it’s 80 percent intense all the time doesn’t mean the kids are going to bless you with their concentration. What really matters is the underlying emotions–that you never let go of those.

— Roger Ebert in conversation with Hiyao Miyazaki

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Tbh I’m so fucking scared right now.

"So this is how liberty dies... With thunderous applause."

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finally tried my hand at a twin cinema poem and yaowza !! took me a couple hours to figure it out but i'm very happy with this one and i wanted to share. you can read gideon and harrow's thoughts separately to see their perspectives on their own and each other's actions, and putting them together supposedly reveals the truth of the lengths they would go to but can't communicate to one another :3

i just think that a form where they are talking to one another without hearing any response and yet are intertwining so perfectly is deeply on theme and makes me ill

also sorry for image quality i formatted this on canva and idk how to put such a complex form into an image description so apologies </3

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truly some people have no genre savviness whatsoever. A girl came back from the dead the other day and fresh out of the grave she laughed and laughed and lay down on the grass nearby to watch the sky, dirt still under her nails. I asked her if she’s sad about anything and she asked me why she should be. I asked her if she’s perhaps worried she’s a shadow of who she used to be and she said that if she is a shadow she is a joyous one, and anyway whoever she was she is her, now, and that’s enough. I inquired about revenge, about unfinished business, about what had filled her with the incessant need to claw her way out from beneath but she just said she’s here to live. I told her about ghosts, about zombies, tried to explain to her how her options lie between horror and tragedy but she just said if those are the stories meant for her then she’ll make another one. I said “isn’t it terribly lonely how in your triumph over death nobody was here to greet you?” and she just looked at me funny and said “what do you mean? The whole world was here, waiting”. Some people, I tell you.

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Matthew Hansel Judge One’s Soul By The Demons It Keeps, Judge One's Bed By the Number It Sleeps 2024

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Distorted Nudes by David Lynch

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Sun is always the calm one. While the Moon has more fps, always moves and wants to gnaw on walls, pace around and destroy timelines, the Sun is the one who prevents the chaos, usually by doing nothing. Or at least that's how I see them.

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Salvador Dalí, Woman with Flower Head, 1937

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the inglorious mask

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