This time, I have left my body behind me, crying / In its dark thorns. Still, / There are good things in this world. / It is dusk. / The spirit of a tree begins to move. / I touch leaves. / I close my eyes and think of water.

dappledwithshadow:

Caspar David Friedrich

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refinery29:

What Trump’s latest executive order actually means for the protestors at Standing Rock and the building of the pipeline

This would be a huge blow for the people who fought for more than seven years against the project, a transnational pipeline that would extend from Canada to the Gulf Coast. The venture was killed by President Obama in 2015 because it would contribute to climate change and deter American efforts to reach a global deal addressing this issue.

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dappledwithshadow:

Study of Drapery, Alphonse Mucha

1900

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I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadows.

artistsanimals:

Title: Indian Bull
Origin: India
Medium: color and black on paper
Date: 19th century
Size: H x W: 13.6 x 21.8 cm (5 3/8 x 8 9/16 in)
Source: Freer Gallery of Art

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art-is-art-is-art:

A Girl in White in the Woods, Vincent Van Gogh

vivelareine:

Detail from a portrait of Carlota Joaquina de Bourbon by Mariano Salvador Maella. 1785.

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edgebug:

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I am writing with my burnt hand about the nature of fire.

art-is-art-is-art:

In the Tuileries, Henri Ottmann

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graceandgirlhood:

Nika A. States

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Nothing ever ends poetically. It ends and we turn it into poetry. All that blood was never once beautiful. It was just red.

ljosio:

Konstantin Antioukhin, The Pear

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