One from last week that I never got round to posting.

“…the thing with October is, I think, it somehow gets in your very blood. Unapologetically. Almost ruthlessly.”

Anne Sexton

Emily Dickinson, in a letter to Austin Dickinson, dated 25 October 1851, from Letters of Emily Dickinson

Chatbots and AI slop are going to ruin countless brains. Yours doesn't have to be one of them. Study history. Read poetry. Get acquainted with Bach, Shakespeare, George Eliot. In a time when people are rapidly getting dumber, we need communities devoted to the life of the mind.

Wenn die Politiker:innen Leute für so blöd halten, dass sie es nicht schaffen, durch den Supermarkt zu navigieren und ein vegetarisches von einem echten Schnitzel zu unterscheiden, müsste denen doch die Existenz von Scheuermilch schlaflose Nächte bereiten. Stellt euch vor das trinkt jemand!!! ;)

Zum Frühstück die Kuhmilch mit der Scheuermilch verwechselt. Und die EU schaut weg.

Klimakatastrophe und die Regierungen so: „WIR MÜSSEN DIE VERBRAUCHER VOR VEGANER WURST SCHÜTZEN!“ Ich kann nimmer.

The unveiling of a new day 📷🕊️ ….

Joseph Payne Brennan

Gabriele Münter (1877-1962), German Expressionist painter who was at the forefront of the Munich avant-garde in the early 20th century #WomensArt

If you don't feel like yourself today, here are some disguises to wear into the world:
- cheese librarian
- fern burglar
- dark barista
- confused time traveler
- snack witch
- semi-retired blimp pilot
- charming botanist with a shady past

And the moon rose over an open field.

Imagine you're at a writers' retreat with the lads and you're all showing off a draft after dinner and then your mate's girlfriend goes here is the novel Frankenstein which I just wrote

important

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The Pity of Love

A pity beyond all telling
Is hid in the heart of love:
The folk who are buying and selling;
The clouds on their journey above;
The cold wet winds ever blowing;
And the shadowy hazel grove
Where mouse-grey waters are flowing
Threaten the head that I love.

WB Yeats

‘…the seagulls rose up from their various perches along the rails and flew slowly, with us. (…) And gradually the City of Dublin started receding in the mauve twilight of a May evening…’

Edna O’Brien, The Country Girls: The Lonely Girl

Mark Langley (British Artist, born 1954)
"Autumn Lane", 2023.
Oil on Canvas, 61 × 61 cm.
Private Collection.
#art #painting #painters #BlueSkyArt

*FUNGI APPRECIATION POST*

Are we all in agreement that fungi are the best thing about autumn? These incredible specimens were snapped by Siân Lloyd in Bannau Brycheiniog (Brecon Beacons). You can find fungi in damp, shady areas, particularly in woodlands.

Have you spotted any yet?

Lost in Translation

Sofia Coppola
2003

Wild is the music of the autumnal wind
Among the faded woods.

Wordsworth

Alexander Volkov (Russian/American, born 1960)
"October Rain", 2007
Giclee on Canvas, 34" × 24".
Private Collection.
#art #painting #painters #BlueSkyArt

Matthew Wood, The Cresswells, Kitchen Window with Table, gouache on board, 2025

The winds that awakened the stars
Are blowing through my blood.

W. B. Yeats