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Claude Monet (French, 1840-1926)

Le Jardin en fleurs

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“Spring days smell of blurred memories–”

— Pentti Saarikoski, tr. by Herbert Lomas, from Contemporary Finnish Poetry: “A Fortunate Time,”

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Rooftops in the Snow (Snow Effect), Gustave Caillebotte, 1878

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In His Largest LEGO Work Yet, Ai Weiwei Recreates One of Claude Monet’s Most Famous Paintings

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— From Winter, Excerpt from ‘Treading Water’

[ID: text reads “Drowning doesn’t look like drowning, it’s swimming till it’s not.”]

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Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

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“You’ll ache. And you’re going to love it. It will crush you. And you’re still going to love all of it. Doesn’t it sound lovely beyond belief?”

— Ernest Hemingway

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“I love you more than my own skin.”

— Frida Kahlo

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Michał Mroczka (b.1984) - Pillow for the Sleeper. 2022. Acrylic on canvas.

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by Yulya Lapteva

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“I am the one thing in life I can control. I am inimitable— I am an original. I’m not falling behind or running late. I’m not standing still I am lying in wait” straight fucking poetry and I won’t let you forget it

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Everything, everything lacks you, will lack you

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Everything, everything reminds me of you

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Expiration date.

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By trechtalive