Here is the final print, which i have decided to title “Find Your Mouse” for all of those seemingly impossible tasks out there like finding one mouse in an ocean of fields and forests
So after hours and hours of planning and carving I inked and hand burnished the 23” x 40” block. I then used the proof to hand paint silkscreen stencils to print the two blended pulls, and the signature red tail. All in all everything was hand done on this beauty.
Three weeks and I’ll be gone from this place. The only solace for me is that i’ll have left behind dozens of sunflowers that very soon will be blooming just like this beautiful little thing.
Czeslaw Milosz, “Forget” (via heteroglossia)
Forget the suffering
You caused others.
Forget the suffering
Others caused you.
The waters run and run,
Springs sparkle and are done,
You walk the earth you are forgetting.
Sometimes you hear a distant refrain.
What does it mean, you ask, who is singing?
A childlike sun grows warm.
A grandson and a great-grandson are born.
You are led by the hand once again.
The names of the rivers remain with you.
How endless those rivers seem!
Your fields lie fallow,
The city towers are not as they were.
You stand at the threshold mute.
Gustav Klimt, born today in 1862, is primarily known for his paintings of figures, but he also painted landscapes throughout his career.
[Gustav Klimt. The Park. 1910 or earlier.]
My girlfriend and I trying to look the part :)
The city seems to be a labyrinth that can be ordered. The world isGilles Deleuze, The Fold: Leibniz and the Baroque (via me1pomene)
an infinite series of curvatures or inflections, and the entire world is
enclosed in the soul from one point of view.
I’m stuck trying to figure out which would be the better choice this semester: living out of the bed of a truck and sleeping in walmart parking lots or getting the last pick out of my entire school of where to live and maybe having to room with some degenerate who collects dead birds in his freezer. Either way lots of debt is involved. Which option would suck less, tumblr?