Jennifer Saunders, From “When The Guest Speaker Told Us“

— Franny Choi, The World Keeps Ending, and the World Goes On

dark academia study techniques

rewriting your notes, over and over and over again, not worrying about the neatness but paying close attention to each and every word

muttering every bit you know by heart under your breath as you walk down the streets

studying early in the morning, focusing on one sentence or chapter and pondering it through the day

researching things that you have questions about on your own, finding books on that subject and leafing through them

reciting your notes dramatically to your household companion or your stuffed animal

challenging yourself to think, speak, write and consume media only in your target language

eating certain snacks with different subjects and letting the smells trigger your memories

associating each subject to someone you know by sight only

romanticising bits that you have difficulty getting interested in

chanting your notes at night on a classical tune

Black Panthers protesting against the Vietnam War, Washington D.C, 1969.

Photo by Bruno Barbey

can you believe that the most human trait there is is art? we didn't start making art because it was needed for our survival or it helped us mate or hunt…. we make art for the sake of making it and for you and other people to enjoy it. this is why I love literature and art museums or just looking through my old sketches and stories…. making art is what it means to be human I think.

@academia-lucifer

thinking about how orpheus turning to look back at eurydice isn’t a sign of mortal frailness but a sign of love

antigonick - sophocles, tr. anne carson.

[TEXT: “Ismene: I want to row the boat with you Antigone: save yourself Ismene: I’ll be so lonely]

The pantheon, Rome

I want a soft kind of love. A best friends kind of love. A "good morning baby, I'll make coffee and meet you in the shower" kind of love. I want lazy Sundays spent in bed and groggy Mondays getting ready for work side by side. I want the kind of love that makes you question if you ever felt love before. I want slow and steady and I want jumping headfirst into anything as long as we're together. The kind of love that feels like home and like a great adventure. I want that love.