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sylviaplathink · 1 year
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“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
—Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar, Chapter 20, 1963
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sylviaplathink · 1 year
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I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. “I am, I am, I am.”
—Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar, Chapter Twenty, 1963
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sylviaplathink · 1 year
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Tattooing primary in Toronto and Peterborough, Ontario, Canada
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Inspired by the cover art for the Faber edition of Sylvia Plath’s Ariel published in the 1980s
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sylviaplathink · 2 years
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“Fig Juggling as an hommage to Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar, done by Eve Mansell at Bloom St Tattoo, Manchester UK “
“I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet.”
–Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar, Chapter Seven, 1963
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sylviaplathink · 2 years
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Done by Dylan Kuiper at the Grand Illusion Tattoo in Melbourne, Australia.
*** “Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.”
–from “Lady Lazarus”, 23-29 October 1962
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