Andy Goldsworthy, Dandelion Line, 1994

All the colours look brighter now Everything they say seems to sound new Slipping into tomorrow too quick Yesterday always too good to forget Stop the swing of the pendulum Let us through

-Kate Bush, ‘oh to be in love’

Mushrooms n grass

trying to write a song

I don’t think i’m able to talk to anyone new without saying some fucked up shit

about how my dad died when i was little or which murderer i hate less

on new years day i threw up in a macdonalds parking lot

while a guy smoked a cig in lime green shorts and stared at me a lot 

There’s something eerily beautiful about Goldsworthy’s snow and ice sculptures… I can’t quite put my finger on it (just as well, as I imagine it’d get very cold). There’s a quiet serenity about them that I simply love, and have loved for many years. I’d imagine that stumbling across one of them would be like walking into a snippet of space that had bled through from another world. It is not out of place, yet it is clearly there by purpose. It's wondrous but at the same time, a little somber… None of these marvels exist anymore, having succumb to the ravages of the sun and wind, and the relentless march of time, as all things shall… 

Just went and had a late afternoon tea at a french crepe cafe! I had a stewed rhubarb, coconut ice cream crepe with crumbled meringue on the top. The vibes were so cute, the lighting so soft and it smelt amazing. I really felt like i was in france💕 There was hot apple cider there and i really want to go back and try some!!!🍎🎶

Last night i went with my family to this little italian restaurant in Brunswick. It had these amazing metal doors, lots of flickering candles and fairy lights. An Italian man was on this little stage playing the guitar, it was so angelic. We ate dinner and then it began to pour with rain but we were cosy with all the candles💕💕💕

andy goldsworthy

“Only love interests me, and I am only in contact with things that revolve around love.”

Ephermal manipulation by Andy Goldsworthy

Thorned dandelion resting on bluebell