locking the trunk

I have seen
I have been
to places far and deep
in my mind
Only to find
Comfort in your strangeness.

~Cynthia Alexander

Some of my favorite pieces of art

Except for Rodin's "The Thinker" I've never seen the real version of the other pieces enumerated here. That is going to be one of my greatest goals in life. I remember seeing some Cezanne & Renoir pieces at the Glyptotek in Copenhagen (and a single Van Gogh painting of a bridge) and was teary-eyed. Picture taking was, of course, prohibited. I was the only person (aside from the Danish guard) on the floor and I can't even describe the feeling on my chest and throat that time. I'm not being artsy fartsy. I just can't deny the emotions when I see and actually relate to art (especially the ones below). I don't have an extensive art history background, but I'm human. And I guess that's enough reason for me to like art.

"Son of Man" Rene Magritte

"Espelho" Rene Magritte

"The False Mirror" Rene Magritte

"Girl with a Pearl Earring" Johannes Vermeer

"The Thinker" Auguste Rodin

"Starry Night" Vincent Van Gogh

les miserables

Despite appearances, I'm miserable.

but there's always a cure

reality.
most of the time, we fabricate things in our head.
things that suddenly exist because of how these have been created by mere thought.
conceptualization may disadvantageously cause confusion.
reality.
it's always a splash of ice water on the face.

pathology

I can't forget.

bracing myself

...for "so long, au revoir." There are many creepy people in existence. I respect individuality and admire some quirks, but the unsure/insecure/volatile kind of projected personality is a repellant. Lady Gaga once implied that even if you fix broken glass, you'd still see the cracks...or something like that. Nonsensical mode, my apologies.