I want to k n o w. I want to understand literature references, I want to lay on grass in the summer and recognize constellations, I want to read books from all around the world, I want to know how history affects our everyday life, I want to learn how to play the piano, I wanto to learn diffrent poems written by diffrent authors and be able to recite them by heart, I want to learn diffrent languages. I want education to be accessible. I want to fall in love with every single day.
you are not just you
you are a collection of the stories you've read and the night skies you've admired. you are the smiles you've given to strangers and the tears you've lost on your pillows. you are the lives you've touched. you are a mixture of cosmic stardust and earth. you are a descendent of nomads and sailors. you are the flowers you've received and the plants you've watered. you are the adventures you've had and will have. you are your imagination and anticipation. you are not simple. you are a complex yet magnificent product of the life you have lived so far.
Tuesday Riddell — Moths Emerging from Daffodils (gold leaf, silver leaf, gold powder, pigment and paint on japanned board, 2018)
Frances Gearhart, Twilight, c.1930. Color block print on wove Japanese paper
Egyptian mosaic glass fragmentary bars and inlays, 3rd century BCE-1st century AD
Emily Dickinson, from a letter to William Austin Dickinson (Amherst, late March 1851)
10.8.22
another day at the lake
i hope to be lacking nothing leaving this world
