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Sometimes, just sometimes …

I’m reading MOBY DICK for the first time. It’s as rich and nourishing as clam chowder, especially when I slow down and take the time to savour it.

(Disclaimer: the whaling element is not what I savour)

That said, while the bon mot above

🦢Point of view and negative space, repetition, diagonals and unexpected colour choices. All things that twang our brain-strings and juice up our hearts.

But, mostly, a beautiful thing. Or three.

David Lloyd Evans, Three Swans in Flight, 1945

#swa

Whose box do we live in? One we built over time to fit our unique shape, or one that others have built for us, into which we unconsciously squeeze? And why even have a box? Sylvia is right, it’s hard …

#beyourself #beunique

🦆🐸🧶 when your dream comes true and Monty Lee @mosokje illustrates your book 🧶🥰🧶🧶🥰🧶.

Coming out in November 🧶 @dirtlanepress @westwordsws. Designed by @rhubarbswoon

#tillyinatangle #tangles #dreamcometrue #picturebook

Look at this! I mean it … just look.

What a happy brain-balm … we all need it.

@janmunro2

#cherries #acqua #stilllife #janmunroartist

What if this was true? What if this was REALLY true? I asked myself, if this is true, what’s holding me back? The immediate answer was, “You!” OUCH!!!!

Been sitting with this bitch-slap of a comeback for a bit now …

#beyo

I truly don’t know what to say about this, or about Maria Susarenko’s work. Except that, this morning, I can’t stop staring at it. So very different from the images of calm and retreat that I’ve been drawn to recently (perhaps