“Latham raspberries.” Krider nurseries catalog. 1934.
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i love how personal journals reflect how we think as individuals. Like the content yes but the format of said content tells so much about a person.Every journal gives you a peek into what goes on in its owner's mind. Are their thoughts organised? do they like visuals more than writing? do they prefer talking to the world or talking to them selves? are they more comfortable in expressing themselves through art and pictures or do they feel better understood through words? or is it a mix of both. Do they care if their art/writing has a solid structure (a begining and an end, title pages etc) or are they just someone who goes with the flow. Do they write to release or do they decorate it to be art. It's crazy how these subtle details act like "body language" of the mind.
basking in
the crux of life
relishing in
its sweetness
knowing it will all
one day be over
"In the silence I suddenly understood the many ways a person can die but still be alive."
- Carmen Rodrigues, 34 Pieces of You
I love how different forms of art are all obsessed with each other. A book tries to capture the feeling of music, a painting tries to depict a scene in a book, a song tries to paint a picture. And it's always insufficient. No single form of art can encapsulate another form of art and capture the essence of it – but it tries, and its attempts are impossibly compelling. All the forms of art are in love with each other and spend so much time trying to express what makes the other kinds of art so lovely.