consciously-naive

[consciously-naive]

Norman Messenger, 'Some Cold Winter Night', ''The Best of British illustration '80'', 1979 An illustration for a short story of the same name by Madeleine Costigan for the Dutch women's magazine 'Libelle' Source

[consciously-naive]

Beauty Sleep - Rachel Parker

American , b. ?

Watercolour on paper , 10 x 12 in.

[consciously-naive]

[consciously-naive]

[consciously-naive]

[consciously-naive]

Chappell Roan Grammys 2025 via GLAAD

[consciously-naive]

Favorite green pages from my gouache sketchbook 🌿🌼

[consciously-naive]

[consciously-naive]

Minka Grønvold (Austrian, 1862–1931)

[consciously-naive]

Warwick Reynolds (British, 1880-1926) - Prosperity

[consciously-naive]

Albert Letchford - Corner of Sir Richard Burton’s Study (1889)

[consciously-naive]

Mary Oliver, from Long Life: Essays & Other Writings; The Perfect Day, 2004.

[consciously-naive]

[consciously-naive]

Exiled

by Edna St. Vincent Millay

Searching my heart for its true sorrow, This is the thing I find to be: That I am weary of words and people, Sick of the city, wanting the sea;

Wanting the sticky, salty sweetness Of the strong wind and shattered spray; Wanting the loud sound and the soft sound Of the big surf that breaks all day.

Always before about my dooryard, Marking the reach of the winter sea, Rooted in sand and dragging drift-wood, Straggled the purple wild sweet-pea;

Always I climbed the wave at morning, Shook the sand from my shoes at night, That now am caught beneath great buildings, Stricken with noise, confused with light.

If I could hear the green piles groaning Under the windy wooden piers, See once again the bobbing barrels, And the black sticks that fence the weirs,

If I could see the weedy mussels Crusting the wrecked and rotting hulls, Hear once again the hungry crying Overhead, of the wheeling gulls,

Feel once again the shanty straining Under the turning of the tide, Fear once again the rising freshet, Dread the bell in the fog outside, --

I should be happy, -- that was happy All day long on the coast of Maine! I have a need to hold and handle Shells and anchors and ships again!

I should be happy, that am happy Never at all since I came here. I am too long away from water. I have a need of water near.

[consciously-naive]

every episode of Call the Midwife

Sister Julienne: I'm worried about Sister Monica Joan, she's barely eating and she keeps talking about her mother

Sister Monica Joan: I am undoubtedly dying!

random woman: I'm eight months pregnant and decades of family drama is coming to a head! Also my husband/mother/sister is ill.

*nuns singing montage*

*Fred pops up out of nowhere* Does anyone want a pork pie? I'm selling pork pies now.

Dr Turner, lighting a cigarette: I'm fine with gay people and I love vaccines

Timothy, smugly: if only they could invent a vaccine for homophobia.

Shelagh, rifling through medical paperwork: I think there's something wrong with random woman's husband/mother/sister. Please don't ask how I ever have time to raise my children.

*sixties pop music montage!*

*random woman gives birth, it's either a girl or a boy*

*family drama is resolved*

*random woman's husband/mother/sister dies/is cured*

*Trixie gets a new haircut*

Old Jenny: and that was how I came to deeper understand the fragility and beauty of life in the East End (she literally wasn't there)

*Sister Monica Joan lives for another ten years*

[consciously-naive]

Island

by Langston Hughes

Wave of sorrow, Do not drown me now:

I see the island Still ahead somehow.

I see the island And its sands are fair:

Wave of sorrow, Take me there.

[consciously-naive]

3 transphobic arguments to be aware of (so you don't go down the alt right pipeline)

source

Easily one of the most important videos I've seen since the election.