Black Cherry

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— Zora Neale Hurston, Their Eyes Were Watching God

Jenny Holzer, Living Series: It’s an extraordinary feeling…, 1981

Text on cast bronze plaque 7 5/8 x 10 inches (19.4 x 25.4 cm), edition 3/3

Text from Living, 1980-82

— from Girlfriend, Marina Tsvetaeva, translated by David McDuff

[text ID: Perhaps my look is too tender / for air that is barely warm. / I am already sick of summer — / though hardly recovered from winter.]

— Zelda Fitzgerald, “Letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald,” May 1919

— Reyna Biddy

When a physicist falls in love :)

Richard Feynman's love letter to his deceased wife, 1946.

Sometimes in late summer I won’t touch anything, not the flowers, not the blackberries brimming in the thickets; I won’t drink from the pond; I won’t name the birds or the trees; I won’t whisper my own name. One morning the fox came down the hill, glittering and confident, and didn’t see me—and I thought: so this is the world. I’m not in it. It is beautiful.

ⓘ This user is stressed every day about the future.

— Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey

I had this idea for a looping animation in which a single dot has a pretty long loop, but the animation as a whole is much shorter. Because of the repetition this animation is only 1 second long!