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Irish summers, Harry Gruyaert

Look through any window, Paloma Salgado Díaz

As I Was Moving Ahead Occasionally I Saw Brief Glimpses of Beauty, dir. Jonas Mekas, 2000.

5000 year old “spider stone” from Denmark

Indiana Dunes National Park • January 14th, 2024.

— Ruth Awad, from “If there were a heaven, we’d be asked to leave,” published in One (via lifeinpoetry)

/ Thomas Cooper Gotch, The Lantern Parade, 1918

jenny holzer

I’m so hot for her - she’s so cold, Heidrun Rathgeb

Breathing underwater, Gil Rigoulet

Evening wind, Edward Hopper

If you suddenly and unexpectedly feel joy, don’t hesitate. Give in to it. There are plenty of lives and whole towns destroyed or about to be. We are not wise, and not very often kind. And much can never be redeemed. Still, life has some possibility left. Perhaps this is its way of fighting back, that sometimes something happens better than all the riches or power in the world. It could be anything, but very likely you notice it in the instant when love begins. Anyway, that’s often the case. Anyway, whatever it is, don’t be afraid of its plenty. Joy is not made to be a crumb.