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Louise Zhang (born 1991) is a Sydney-based artist whose work starts with the most basic unit of construction: the amorphous, inchoate ‘blob.’

Louise Zhang (born 1991) is a Sydney-based artist whose work starts with the most basic unit of construction: the amorphous, inchoate ‘blob.’

Louise Zhang (born 1991) is a Sydney-based artist whose work starts with the most basic unit of construction: the amorphous, inchoate ‘blob.’

Louise Zhang (born 1991) is a Sydney-based artist whose work starts with the most basic unit of construction: the amorphous, inchoate ‘blob.’
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Memento Mori
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grockenwagner:

Summer Day Quilt - 52” x 75”
I crave these colors in the Summertime. The juicy peaches and sunny yellows are at the same time theraputic and energizing. I started this modern take on the Courthouse Steps motif with a precious square of my all time favorite Leah Goren print, and from there it grew outwards. Along the way it became a study in perspective. As I added strips, I imagined the cheer it could bring to a home on a cloudy day. I give you now my snap shot of Summer, and hope your Summer is going well too (if you live in the Northern Hemisphere). Here.
- Gina Rockenwagner
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majesty:

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beingblog:

"Look well to the growing edge. All around us worlds are dying and new worlds are being born; all around us life is dying and life is being born. The fruit ripens on the tree, the roots are silently at work in the darkness of the earth against a time when there shall be new lives, fresh blossoms, green fruit. Such is the growing edge! It is the extra breath from the exhausted lung, the one more thing to try when all else has failed, the upward reach of life when weariness closes in upon all endeavor. This is the basis of hope in moments of despair, the incentive to carry on when times are out of joint and men have lost their reason, the source of confidence when worlds crash and dreams whiten into ash. The birth of a child — life’s most dramatic answer to death — this is the growing edge incarnate. Look well to the growing edge!" —Howard Thurman
From our resident sage Parker Palmer’s "The Growing Edge of the Beginner’s Mind."
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aerbor:

swimming pool # 10 by michel nguie on Flickr.
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Pascal Maitre
Bata children after their first Communion.  Equatorial Guinea, 1989
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unhappyreadymade:

Schönes Bauhaus-Ikea-Mashup.
Die zugrunde liegende Zeichnung stammt von Herbert Bayer und ist ein Entwurf für das Direktorenzimmer im Bauhaus Weimar von 1923.
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jakefromsteakfarm:

THIS IS MY FAVORITE BC THERES DEER IN THE DISTANCE LIKE AYE FUCK MAN SOMETHIN GOIN DOWN
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Each person is born with an unencumbered spot, free of expectation and regret, free of ambition and embarrassment, free of fear and worry; an umbilical spot of grace where we were each first touched by God. It is this spot of grace that issues peace. Psychologists call this spot the Psyche, Theologians call it the Soul, Jung calls it the Seat of the Unconscious, Hindu masters call it Atman, Buddhists call it Dharma, Rilke calls it Inwardness, Sufis call it Qalb, and Jesus calls it the Center of our Love.

To know this spot of Inwardness is to know who we are, not by surface markers of identity, not by where we work or what we wear or how we like to be addressed, but by feeling our place in relation to the Infinite and by inhabiting it. This is a hard lifelong task, for the nature of becoming is a constant filming over of where we begin, while the nature of being is a constant erosion of what is not essential. Each of us lives in the midst of this ongoing tension, growing tarnished or covered over, only to be worn back to that incorruptible spot of grace at our core.

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~Mark Nepo (from “Unlearning Back to God”)

Remembering this little bit of grace as I head into the weekend.

(via beingblog)