You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
|—||Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers|
Another month, another box of artsnacks. The October box was very spooky; I mean, India Ink? Colored pencils? Tattoos? Terrifying! Anyway, all images are Cody Bouwman, 2014. The drawing is entitled “Masquerade” for those curious. Enjoy.
ArtSnacks is like a magazine subscription but instead of a magazine you get 4 or 5 different art products to try out.
Learn more about ArtSnacks here.
there is nothing theoretical about the cold blood that flows through Stephen Hawking
It’s one of the hardest things to keep your cool
when someone means so much to you.
He sets my body, mind, & spirit on fire.
I’d give anything to live in his arms sometimes.
I always feel so safe when he is around.
When I met him I told everyone I saw
that I had found my protector, the love of my life, my fire.
It’s hard to try to get rid of that feeling.
It feels like home.
I’d go to the ends of the earth for him.
Sticks & stones
are hard on bones,
aimed with angry art,
words can sting
breaks the heart.
|—||Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun|