Francois-Louis Schmied - The City Of Troy

“Well, even great celestial hieroglyphs / Are bodies of dust illuminated, and if / The heavens can be both sacred and dust / Oh, maybe so can the rest of us”

- Hieroglyphs, Eurus, The Oh Hellos

For someone who is tired 100% of the time, I sure am bad at sleeping.

Do you ever think about how many of the items now considered priceless artifacts were once commonplace items? The coins we now marvel at from behind the glass at a museum were once tossed around, stepped on, and traded around. The pottery painstakingly pieced back together was somebody’s favorite wine jug. The decorative pin now rusted and bent once held together the shoulder of someone’s chiton. History is simply a trail of ordinary people going about their day, and I think there’s an odd sort of beauty in that.

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"A thunderstorm. Irises purple against the clouds."

~ Virginia Woolf, A Writer's Diary (13th May 1935)

The Dread Purr-ate Roberts

An illustration of how the 5th century BCE Erechtheion on the Athenian acropolis may have looked with its original paintwork.

from "May", Tathev Simonyan