I love the surrounding art. ‘scandalous’ portrait of Mme. Gautreau, he had to change the strap & the name to Mme X. Did Ripper painting mean he was the serial killer? One of my favs continues to defy interpretation, La Tempesta

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It calms me when I am hyper
Energizes me when I am down
It helps slow my thoughts
Helps me focus
Helps me clear my head
It makes its way into my soul
My heart
My very being
Without it I would be lost
It is whatever I need
When I need it
What is this magic?
🎶

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art was influenced by early 20th century losing original forms & became abstract concepts. He referenced painting a concert in 1911. Did he have synaesthesia, this is oft debated. Films of him show his fluid & rhythmic gestural technique

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love is food
I feed you

love is scent
I perfume you

love is music
I sing to you

love is a feeling
I live it

daily I wake up
to rebirth in other dreams

dream reality of me…
[you, love]

this insatiable love
it feels like summer…

feel me…

https://t.co/reVQv2oTVX

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percussion&piano
fold into waters
audience taut as
toe tapping thirst
builds in swill
tidal wave holds
till your cracking
bold bursts
audience sway
lapping up
as souls surfs
as Miles said so
cascading in what
you don’t know
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🎧▶️

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Buying tubes of paint, rather mixing pigments, enabled ‘en plein air’ or painting outdoors. Capturing the weather became an obsession for painters like Around the same time immortalised in a poem, developed the nomenclature system.

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"Where do my dreams come from, Mama?" asked Emerald.
"From verdant fields, born in the folds of sunlight"
"And mine?" asked Sapphire.
"From blue skies, born in the lap of
"And mine, Mama?" asked Ruby.
"Yours‌, dear, are born in the womb of life, guilded by fire"

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My story is being written
I wish it was in
I could erase the pain then
But it is in pen
Make mistakes
Moment never forgotten
No matter the strife
My story is being written
So much remains Unwritten
It is in pen
Never to be erased
So I live life until the very end

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The triggered so many memories. Of her days in the forest, of ghosts who lived in the trees, the visit to Voklìere, the underworld lair of animals who humans couldn't see. The tattoo, & the man bearing it, his face handsome as a lion's, triggered so many memories.

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Want to be unique
Went to get
Design I did seek
Tattooist already knew
Asked if I was sure
Showed designs I drew
A dragon on one arm
On other Celtic knot
Artist gave alarm
It will hurt a lot
It didn't
As I've no skin
So I used a Sharpie
An overall win

G Reaper

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walking at the edge of water, a lake by which ghosts dance through moonlit nights, black roses, her honeyed eyes, stardust, & starfish, all bloom in the lake's periphery; words heard long ago echo in the cold air, an orange planet descends, light diffuses, golden ~

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As she bathed in the ‘sunlight’ of ‘Weather Project’ she had a of the last time they had walked in sunshine. They heat on her face, her hand in his. It had all changed that night, thanks to William. Pity about what’s his name, not type

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By the sword of ink
she fights with herself
& her fractured voice
Writing being
her homeland
that'll collect her
after the battle
with a smile
that is reborn
to disappear again
under the
(s)worded shadows.


Warm_Tail

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Two great Covenanter icon’s are the Bible & of Cpt John Paton. He was executed on the Grassmarket, Edinburgh in 1684. He handed his wife the Bible from the scaffold. The Bible & his memorial are in Fenwick while the sword is held by a descendant but not this one ☹️#vss365

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VSSは安くてそこそこのKAでいいかなとか思てたけどハンドガードがなんか……
今までまじまじ見てなかったから衝撃なんすけど
トリガーやらストックは別に良いかと思ってたけどちょっとこれは……
いよいよNPOしか選択肢なくなってきたぞ🤔

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NPO AEGは1本くらいほしいけど樹脂が鬼脆いっての聞いてから候補から除外してる
でもLCTのVSS、VAL買うくらいならNPOのやつ買いたい
めっちゃかっこいいもん

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While we were apart, my soul was still to the memories of you, replaying & reliving all the moments we'd spent together. All those glorious summers & intimate winters– us, united in the embrace of a sometimes delicate, sometimes intense pleasure.

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