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No art. No posters. Maybe your nephews drawing on the fridge, or a nice lamp. You’ll feel like Rick Rubin or a guy in a Paul Schrader movie.
Feb 1, 2024
Pack the walls. All that white space of a gallery wall ? That’s what the kids call aura farming. No good. All art galleries should be cramming the walls. They should all also have weird chairs and couches. And serve coffee and cocktails and beer. And pre rolls. At least 1 cat should be roaming around. There should be a chess board and a pong table as well. Every guest who walks in gets to add 1 song to the que. The gallery should be using part of their funds to pay someone weird and well-read to hang out and say things. If possible, there should be a sky light
Mar 9, 2025
Nov 16, 2024
Top Recs from @chilly_olive_heron
— untangling a necklace with a needle for someone
(my dad used to do this for me when I was younger, felt like such a delicate ritual)
— sitting on a couch with someone (aka your current crush) and both caressing a cat that’s between you and the other person
…a silent „we’re both here, coexisting, vibing„ moment
— braiding someone’s hair
(the gentle tug, the trust, the rhythm)
— tuning a violin or a guitar
(recently watched my friend do this and she was so intimate with her instrument, fine-tuning every string, taking her time… it was kinda mesmerizing)
— asking someone about their perfume
(I noticed you, I want to remember how you smell)
— people in busy public places that close their eyes and hold still for a moment just to soak in some precious sunrays
Loved this question!
Jan 19, 2025
Is a Soviet sci-fi film (by Andrew Tarkowski) that follows three guys who head into this mysterious area called "The Zone."
There’s supposedly a room there that grants your deepest wish, but it’s a weird, eerie place that messes with your mind.
The whole thing feels surreal and philosophical, making you think about life, desires, and what we’re all really after.
It’s haunting, beautifully shot, and sticks with you long after it’s over
Oct 26, 2024
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In German, Weltschmerz-literally “world-pain”-is that melancholic realization that the world, with all its flaws, suffering, and brokenness, falls painfully short of how we feel it should be. It’s not just personal sadness, it’s more like an intellectual reckoning with the gap between reality and its potential beauty.
Right now, the world’s on fire (literally and figuratively), and Weltschmerz captures the vibe perfectly. Think of it as a big, collective sigh-beautifully sad, hopelessly existential, but also oddly comforting, like listening to a Lana Del Rey song. Or the 2012 tumblr era.
When I was a teenager, I’d feel down out of nowhere-like a weird, weighty sadness without a clear cause. My mom would look at me and say, “Ahhh, Weltschmerz,” like it explained everything. And honestly? It kind of did. It wasn’t about a bad grade or drama with friends. It was just there, this intangible ache tied to something bigger, like feeling the weight of the world without knowing why.
the twist is: Weltschmerz, rooted in Romanticism, isn’t entirely hopeless. Yeah, it aches, but it’s the kind of ache that inspires. Great art, big ideas, it all comes from that mix of sadness and longing for something better. So yeah, Weltschmerz might be beautifully tragic, but it’s also a quiet relief, like sighing out everything heavy and feeling a little more connected, a little more human!
Jan 12, 2025