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Fairy tales for grown-ups 💜🔞🧡 #artstr #musestr #grownostr
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opalus 2 years ago
“A little learning is a dangerous thing; Drink deep, or taste not the Pierian spring” Alexander Pope on #musestr image
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How have you left the ancient love          That bards of old enjoy'd in you! The languid strings do scarcely move!          The sound is forc'd, the notes are few! William Blake on #musestr image
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If you have a chance to see Marilyn Minter’s paintings in person, take it. They are incredible—and incredibly large.
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Arethusa’s Story (1/x): ‘I was one of the nymphs, that lived in Achaia,’ she said ‘none of them keener to travel the woodland, none of them keener to set out the nets. But, though I never sought fame for my beauty, though I was wiry, my name was, the beautiful. Nor did my looks, praised too often, give me delight. I blushed like a simpleton at the gifts of my body, those things that other girls used to rejoice in. I thought it was sinful to please.’ image
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Daughters of Aglaurus bathe in Arethusa’s waters image
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“Fairy tales for grown-ups” Carlo Mollino on #nsfw image
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I. Like the sweet apple which reddens upon the topmost bough, A-top on the topmost twig, which the pluckers forgot, somehow,— Forgot it not, nay, but got it not, for none could get it till now. II. Like the wild hyacinth flower which on the hills is found. Which the passing feet of the shepherds for ever tear and wound, Until the purple blossom is trodden into the ground. Sappho on #poemstr image
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“Beauty is not art, but an ‘opportunity’ for art.” Carlo Mollino on #musestr image
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“I never know how nearly all the things that arise in me come about; often, as this time, they appear indeed out of a sleeping dream; then I get to work most scrupulously and intransigently to bring them into line with what is empirically, buildably, usably, and visibly possible” Carlo Mollino on #grownostr