#typewritten

[conservethis]

It’s Whursday, my friends.

[itscontinental]

VILE SERIES "IN LOVE"

Only stipulation to elect a theme, generally a singular word, and immediately begin writing without allowing fingers to stop moving or mind to take rest. If I given pause, physically or mentally, the piece is finished.

[oldfarmhouse]

[ad-venturism]

what if, I am full of desire but lack discipline, desperate for things I don't yet deserve. dillydallying yet demanding, daydreaming without a deadline, driving, full of distractions, dedicated without direction, full of desire to be fulfilled.

[thepoetrycrow]

Don’t fear

this

sadness,

it’s as expected.

— @thepoetrycrow

[stillhere-erehllits]

04292024

You must know what tomorrow is. It’s so silly, I’m still blowing out the same candle each year. This one candle, hot waxy pink. I don’t remember what I hoped for besides, happiness, and the mind to keep going. It’s so strange, I’m giddy with the news I’m still alive. Every past version of me is laughing, crying, dancing, eating crème brûlée. Eyes softly shut, this one little flame. I’m wishing for the same thing tomorrow.

[pswgallery]

No. 17 of the TYPEWRITTEN series: PSI by Ruth Wolf-Rehfeldt.

For this series of 26 typewritings Ruth has only used the letter PSI on her IBM electric golf ball head typewriter.

Printed on an old Gestetner 320 mimeograph. Hand-bound edition of 60 copies, 54 pages, 28x21cm landscape size, June 2023.

The TYPEWRITTEN series is edited, printed, hand-bound and published by psw.

Available in my webshop.

[smittenandtypewritten]

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[the-shitpost-typewriter]

I’m back.

[oldmacnewlife]

I know WHAT it is. I just don't know WHY it is.

[admiral-yi]

[resolutestar]

There's something magical about the combination of vintage typewriters and the natural texture of wood that brings my creativity to life. Each piece is a labor of love, showcasing my passion for art and nostalgia.

[itscontinental]

[oldfarmhouse]

★𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞༄

[ad-venturism]

with every choice there is loss. I can repaint the wall but not unpaint it. I cannot unsay it, you cannot unhear it, but you may choose to not remember. sometimes I am at a loss. to be deliberate, but also decisive. to sit with the consequences, savor its impact. there is no path until you walk it. the ground becomes compact and water pools after the rain. love is not enough but it is the bare minimum. the air tastes different when you breathe it too. grief makes sweeter that you gain. what is lost creates space to breathe a bit deeper, sit a little longer, there is no un-doing.

[curiosandcurioser]