#life quote
idil ahmed
don’t let go : miles carter
don’t let go : miles carter
don’t let go : miles carter
don’t let go : miles carter
“The forest spoke to my soul in a language I already knew; a distant lullaby from the womb of peace and solitude.”
- Angie Weiland-Crosby
“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist. That is all.”
- Oscar Wilde
I can’t tell if I’ve moved on and I’m just lonely, or if I’m still hung up on you.
Sel Ramirez
You come first, the rest can wait or fall.
But then it passed, as all things do.
Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed
Lawrence Weiner ( February 10, 1942 - December 2, 2021)
Lawrence Charles Weiner was an American conceptual artist. He was one of the central figures in the formation of conceptual art in the 1960s. His work often took the form of typographic texts, a form of word art.
Your work demonstrated that art has no bounds
Rest in Power!
Print created for Artists for Black Lives, 2020
@2021 Lawrence Weiner / ARS, New York
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i want to grow. i want these bruises to bloom into skin untouched, unbroken. i want to tie up the scars, wear them around my neck like a souvenir: i went here, and there, and i survived. i want to choke up the words i left unsaid, place them on a platter and let everyone else struggle to swallow them down. i want to take my smile, strip off the fake, turn it into something real. i want “i’m fine” to dive off my tongue, i want it to grab every lie i’ve ever told and make it’s way out of my throat. i want the sadness to drown in my eyes, i want the darkness to be killed by the light. i want to heal. i want to blossom. i want to strip this skin and start again.
There is a song in my mind, and she sings in sorrows. Some days it’s a quiet melody, a simple hum. Other days it’s a mess of words, a scream into silence. It’s a raging voice, reckless and ready to ruin me.
