Mujeres de corazón,

no ignoren como es de triste la vida

de sus hermanas que cayeron,

ofrezcan sus manos

para levantarlas 

‘Where am I when I’m not in reality or in my imagination? Here’s my new pact to the world: it must be sunny at night and snowy at August. Great things end, small things endure. Society must become united again instead of so disjointed. Just look at nature and you’ll see that life is simple. We must go back to where we were to the point where you took the wrong turn. We must go back to the main foundations of life without dirtying the water. What kind of world is this if a madman tells you must be ashamed of yourselves?’

Oh my god, Dani! May Queen!

Edvard Munch, Woman with Long Hair Reclining, 1930

Lithograph, circa 1930, a good impression of the first state (of five) before the definition along the lower edge, on wove paper

Some examinations of the wings of the butterflies I bought today!