sunnydeww:

imthecatlady:

Okay so here’s the lowdown. I found 4 sets of medium format negatives while I was thrift shop hunting a few weeks ago. They were sitting in a box of old vintage photographs in these plastic sleeves, and from what I could tell, they had been taken sometime in the 50’s. So obviously I brought them home, and today finally had them scanned in, and holy wow they are beautiful!!

NOW this is where I need the Internet’s help. I would absolutely love to find the women in these photographs/the photographer who took them. The only info I have is that the negatives were found in a thrift store on Hull St in Richmond, VA. They are medium format, and judging by the style of dress, made in 1940-1950. The owner of the thrift store had no idea where they came from. I’m posting the best/clearest scans of the images, so if y’all could reblog the shit out of this, I’m hoping we can find the owners of these amazing images.

this is my favorite thing in the universe

tibgracchus:

terpsikeraunos:

classics poetry prompt: the wine-dark sea

wade through waves. no colour tonight, no room for
words but wine-dark, wine-drunk and drowned in wine-dregs,
want, and water. i want to kiss you, kiss you
—until i can’t breathe.

so you send me envelopes full of shipwrecks,
breathe / disaster. bottle-glass stings my footsteps.
ankles. knees. the stars on the waves like music
sing like a wineglass.

thighs, then waist. the dregs cling around my sandals,
stain my feet, (i laugh but the waves outvoice me).
chest, and shoulders. even the air is dizzy.
waves rise above my

neck, my chin, and all that i see is you. my
mouth. and yours, and all that i taste is wine, and
you, and oh, you teach me to breathe, to hold my
breath underwater.