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Before the storm, Rebecca Norris Webb
Czeslaw Milosz,Ā New and Collected Poems: 1931-2001
Fernando Pessoa, from The Book of Disquiet
Text ID: Everything in me tends to go on to become something else. My soul is impatient with itself, as with a bothersome child; its restlessness keeps growing and is forever the same. Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. I attend to everything, dreaming all the whileā¦
āyou just think youāre better than people for not shopping on temuā yes i do because i am

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Claire Carpot. Noƫl, 1949
Frits van den Berghe (1883-1939)Ā ā Tree in Bloom Ā (oil on canvas, 1930)
āMy mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I canāt be loved as I am.ā
ā AnaĆÆs Nin
Victor Zaretsky. Summer, 1987-1988
Karlo Zvirynsky. Interpretation, 1990

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thereās a (male) artist that i really admire and love the work of -> i find that his wife/partner is also an artist -> i get into her work and like it way more -> the cycle continues
The Wicker Man (1973)
āhorror movies of the 1980s exist at the glorious watershed when special visual effects finally catch up with the gory imaginings of horror fans and movie makers. technical advances in special effects (animatronics, liquid and foam latex) meant the human frame could be distorted to grotesque new dimensions on screen. 1980s horror movies delivered the full colour close-up, look-no-strings-attached, special effect in a way that previous practitioners of the art could only dream about. everything lurking in the shadows in older horror movies was now dragged into the garish light of day. the monsters were finally out of theĀ closet.ā

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Read works by women. Read them unapologetically. Read only works by women, if thatās what you want to do. You donāt have to force yourself to read male writers for ābalance.ā I promise you that men are not doing that. I promise you.
Read women, read women, read women. Do it for your female ancestors who were not permitted to read or write. For all the women who couldnāt afford to buy a book because every coin her husband spared her went for survival. For all the women who couldnāt get published without using a male name.
Read books by women written in other languages, if you can. Read books by women from other continents. Read books by women you desperately disagree with. Expose yourself to the vastness of the female mind and the female experience.
And if a man suggests a male author to you (and of course he will), donāt be afraid to state proudly, loudly, and without hesitation: āI only read women.ā And when he presses, or criticizes, or whines for a reason, donāt be afraid to tell him: āBecause I want to.ā You owe him no other reason. You owe him nothing at all.
Franz Sedlacek.