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arinewman7 · 5 months ago
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Early Sunday Morning
Edward Hopper
oil on canvas, 1930
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misscromwellsmonocle · 5 months ago
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Early Sunday Morning (1930) by Edward Hopper
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quo-usque-tandem · 4 months ago
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Early Sunday Morning by Edward Hopper
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z428 · 3 months ago
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Sonntag, früher Morgen, Nacht immer noch in den Gliedern. Sohlen berühren Asphalt, andere Route als sonst. Krähen und Misteln im Straßenbaum. Dafür weniger Plakate, weniger kaum unterdrückte Wut entlang der Strecke. Fahrzeugbewegungen. Linienmaschinen, Kurs südwärts. Nachbarn auf dem Gehweg, mit und ohne Hunde. Vor dem ersten Kaffee hat der Tag weder Farbe noch Stimmung, und die Form in jedem Kontakt braucht eine ganz eigene Kraft. Passt auf Euch auf heute.
#outerworld #concrete city #early sunday morning
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forislynx · 4 months ago
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Universum färdas inkognito i natt.
Niklas Rådström, Då, när jag var poet (ur dikten Early Sunday morning)
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deathgasmic · 6 months ago
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jenny-94 · 26 days ago
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Guten morge
Sonntag chill outfit🙈 frisch aus dem bett erstmal kaffee machen😂😍
Good morning
Sunday chill outfit🙈 fresh out of bed, make coffee first😂😍
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tcustodisart · 4 months ago
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God works hard but Faust works harder.
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apoemaday · 1 year ago
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It's Sunday Morning in Early November
by Philip Schultz
and there are a lot of leaves already. I could rake and get a head start. The boy’s summer toys need to be put in the basement. I could clean it out or fix the broken storm window. When Eli gets home from Sunday school, I could take him fishing. I don’t fish but I could learn to. I could show him how much fun it is. We don’t do as much as we used to do. And my wife, there’s so much I haven’t told her lately, about how quickly my soul is aging, how it feels like a basement I keep filling with everything I’m tired of surviving. I could take a walk with my wife and try to explain the ghosts I can’t stop speaking to. Or I could read all those books piling up about the beginning of the end of understanding… Meanwhile, it’s such a beautiful morning, the changing colors, the hypnotic light. I could sit by the window watching the leaves, which seem to know exactly how to fall from one moment to the next. Or I could lose everything and have to begin over again.
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more-than-ideas · 4 months ago
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early morning
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ahlis-xiv · 5 months ago
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Long before Ahlis existed in XIV and WoW (and even before her progenitor, Fern, came about), there was a duo of OCs that were, and still are, dear to my heart. That's what happens when you create and share stories with your best friend many years into the future; that love for them never really dies.
Una and Mandy came from pure teenage escapism and fantasy, indulging the best in what it means to be young, unafraid and hilarious in a way only young girls can appreciate. It also helped that a wonderful 90's anime, The Slayers, facilitated it lol.
(shout out to @birdpeddler for being that bff, the greatest friend and person to come into my life...and of course to @britishmuffin for creating this lovely artwork to bring these characters to life)
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artthatgivesmefeelings · 5 months ago
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Ernest Biéler (Swiss, 1863-1948) Dimanche matin, 1911
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ranticore · 12 days ago
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writing a scene where mister bow man, at his big age of 31, finally learns what foreplay is. god bless him he got there eventually
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z428 · 3 months ago
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Sonntag, als Zeit und als Stimmungsbild. Ablassen vom Schlaf auf halbem Wege in den Sonnenaufgang. Spiel des Lichts in der Magnolie beobachten, und sei es als Tanz von Schatten, die man gar nicht mehr bewusst sieht und um deren Nähe man trotzdem weiß. Jemand ist schon wach, hier und andernorts. Gegenüber öffnen sich Gardinen, unten klappert Geschirr. Ort und Stunde gehört nach innen gekehrtem Schweigen, und bis zum ersten Kaffee ist die Welt damit vielleicht auch vollständig genug. Habt es mild heute!
#outerworld #early sunday morning #waking to the day
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forislynx · 5 months ago
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Människan är en dröm bara, öppen eller stängd, på glänt eller tillskjuten, ett fönster genom vilket ljuset från världen kan strila in, utan att helt förgripa sig på mörkret därinne.
Niklas Rådström, Då, när jag var poet (ur dikten Early Sunday morning)
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grace-kami · 9 months ago
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You guys!!! Look who's here!!!😭❤️
Sorry for the shit pictures. I was excited.
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Now, I have A LOT of collectors editions. Seriously, I have a problem.
But I have to say this one is probably one of the nicest ones of all of them. Even the box is beautiful. I'm so glad I have this. Unfortunately the steelbook wasn't wrapped in plastic but no worries, man. That's why I have hard plastic sleeves specifically for steelbooks.
I love this SO MUCH! Now I have to move crap around and make a proper shrine for my babe. Maybe even display my art with it too.
MUCH LOVE!❤️
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