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there was a cute little deer in the field behind my house tonight ^_^

Posted 17 hours ago

it looks like my arm is hiding

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Get It Right // Tashaki Miyaki

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Mythology is not a lie, mythology is poetry, it is metaphorical. It has been well said that mythology is the penultimate truth—penultimate because the ultimate cannot be put into words. It is beyond words. Beyond images, beyond that bounding rim of the Buddhist Wheel of Becoming. Mythology pitches the mind beyond that rim, to what can be known but not told.
Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth (via unbearabilityofbeauty)

(Source: courtofsatyrs)

Posted 1 day ago

a couple of terriers went for a ride and for a frolic

Posted 1 week ago

some witch/wizard creatures from various odd worlds turn people into strange creatures… (a recurring fantasy i think)~

i have drawn so many strange creatures in my lifetime, my life’s work is drawing strange creatures. no regrets.

rereading Jung’s autobiography and reading about his descent into his unconscious, he kept himself sane through yoga. anyway it made me daydream about taking a journey into my psyche, and i had all these strange creatures just walking about doing their thing, and there was this fantastical terrier contraption creature, who would  put me into his contraption device and turned me into a surreal looking terrier image, and then i would float into another person’s  pysche and plant the love for cairn terriers deep inside.

my other life work is my obsession with terriers. no regrets

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Lykke Li | “Silver Springs” (Fleetwood Mac Cover)

Posted 1 week ago

'not just one world'~

“Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people in the whole world, I mean everybody — no matter how dull and boring they are on the outside. Inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds… Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands, maybe.” Neil Gaiman

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Bracken’s been to the barbers

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my leg fell asleep (in a superficial bottomless pit)~

"if I was a deep bathtub would you sink down, to the bottom of my love?”- Emily Jane White

opps, it’s been a while since my last post… i’ve been busy & not being busy but i’m not sure what i’ve been up to… i’ve been taking Teeko for long walks (and pretending they are mythical walks through absurd enchanted landscapes). next weekend I’M GOING camping to the White Mountains in NH…

anyway, tonight i am so lucky to be where i want to be. surrounded by two terriers and a whole bunch of pine trees, and to enjoy a quiet evening doing something like drawing and doing sweet nothing…

(i think part of being an interior person, is that  when i ask myself what i’ve been up to i have a difficult time thinking or saying of what it is i’ve been actually been up to? i’ve been trying to make internal connections between things in my imagination, whatever that means. or trying to enter relaxed states so i can really appreciate the evening breeze and the fragrance? being open to the possibility of magic? it’s actually quite reasonable to have an irrational experience and to ‘believe’ in fairies. (in fact i think one can maybe make a rational case for such a thing so i’ll spend some time thinking about that).

Posted 1 month ago

it’s me (except for the one on the bottom right. that’s bailey)

Posted 1 month ago
When I speak of poetry I am not thinking of it as a genre. Poetry is an awareness of the world, a particular way of relating to reality. So poetry becomes a philosophy to guide a man throughout his life…. [With poetry, one] is capable of going beyond the limitations of coherent logic, and conveying the deep complexity and truth of the impalpable connections and hidden phenomena of life.
Andrei Tarkovsky, Sculpting in Time, translated by Kitty Hunter-Blair (1987)

(Source: ardora)

Posted 1 month ago

birdhouse head cats~  ‘don’t sell yourself’ said the shirt to the shorts~

cartoons i drew while watching the world cup with my brother