“Indeed, the moment that an artist takes notice of what other people want, and tries to supply the demand, he ceases to be an artist, and becomes a dull or an amusing craftsman, an honest or a dishonest tradesman. He has no further claim to be considered as an artist.”
— Oscar Wilde
Arguably the best photo I’ve ever taken using my phone of an ominous stranger on horseback approaching lazy cattle on a chalk hilltop beneath an irascible sky.
Ok the decorations are DOWN 😭 but the amaryllis are staying put, with lots of little shrines to them all over the house. I used to be terrified of growing amaryllis: don’t be. Just because their flowers look complicated doesn’t mean they ARE complicated.
I’m going to channel Venice and the fact they don’t take down the lights till after …
“Essentially, I wrote a book that I couldn’t find, and I published it so that other folks like me can find a book and be like ‘that’s so me’ in the way that my white counterparts can. Also, I want folks that are not like me to read it so they learn more about how the world works.” - takes The Author Questionnaire.