artlab.

{artlab}

a few little things...

i could live here.
i love anything related to bees.
this makes time stop.
if i had a bathtub, i would buy this.
i have a little crack in my heart and this song is on repeat.
"pick up your crazy heart and give it one more try."

{photo by me via iphone; a few of these recommendations via poppytalk}

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i love these shoes!
{irregular choice shoes}

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{Jurga Judita}

i could live here...

{libertines}

pomplamoose....

this music is making me so happy right now. check out all the videos on youtube. all wonderful!

clip clock.

{design mom; available here}

this is where i want to be...

{oh hello friend}

grammar rules.

i love these. {from d.sharp}

...

{still upside down}

modern twist.

placemats, pj pocket pillow, + hide box from modern twist @ gilt}

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i love these.

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i love the color of this house, the arrangement of these old photos, this room, and these pillows.
{white trash beautiful}

what brings you to the next morning...

What I want to know
is what brings you to the next morning.
How you open one sleepy eye after the other,
part the Red Sea of your comfort and let the air,
graceless and obstinate, pull you into the day.
How you accept the hand that may offer either feather
or thistle. You ask for nothing, not a promise
or a warning or a little party celebrating your entrance,
and instead you heave your weariness from the room,
gather your limbs to the center, and rise.

Tell me what keeps you from plummeting backward.
Tell me on what hidden plume of air you allow yourself
that slim caesura of trust.
Tell me the story of your great impossible hope.
Tell me how your face tilts,
squinting for light.

more gorgeous words from maya stein.

flower frogs.

time for a new treasure hunt. for these.
{trampoline}

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{here}

paper chandelier.

{lena corwin's paper chandelier}

advice to beginners.

Advice to Beginners
by Ellen Kort

Begin. Keep on beginning. Nibble on everything.
Take a hike. Teach yourself to whistle. Lie.
The older you get the more they'll want your stories.
Make them up. Talk to stones. Short-out electric
fences. Swim with the sea turtle into the moon. Learn
how to die. Eat moonshine pie. Drink wild geranium
tea. Run naked in the rain. Everything that happens
will happen and none of us will be safe from it.
Pull up anchors. Sit close to the god of night.
Lie still in a stream and breathe water. Climb to the top
of the highest tree until you come to the branch
where the blue heron sleeps. Eat poems for breakfast.
Wear them on your forehead. Lick the mountain's
bare shoulder. Measure the color of days
around your mother's death. Put your hands
over your face and listen to what they tell you.

{photo: me, riding an elephant}