Does Anyone Want To Join My Midnight Shovel Club?  We Walk Around The Streets At Midnight With Shovels

“i prefer to think of poetry, as redistribution of melancholy.”

— from a graffiti on a wall in rome - i might be wrong, but the author did read tsh. that or henry winter is still alive.

Detail of Saint Catherine of Alexandria by Caravaggio (1598-99). 

Summer haze

“August of another summer, and once again

I drink the sun

and the lilies are spread across the water”

-Mary Oliver, from Felicity, The Pond

anatomy study

so many years of education yet nobody ever taught us how to love ourselves and why its so important

(via firengoldinoureyes)

Just a little video I made for fun of some of the reasons I love this tiny guy so very much.