Today I moved out of my apartment and it feels like legitimate heartbreak. Having my own apartment meant so much to me and I feel sad to give that up because I can no longer afford it on my own. I grew a great deal in that space (alone) after ending so many connections to people I no longer needed to be around. I am looking forward to more spaces I will create that make me feel as safe as I did there. I won’t look back on this with regret or sadness because it’s where I needed to be for that time, not forever.

16 December 2018  /  628 notes

artisaword:

Jean Delville (1867–1953)
Medusa
1893

Coloured pencils and wax crayons, with pen and blue ink, brush and gold paint and blue gouache, over graphite, on yellow wove paper, laid down on white card (a modern mount)
23.8 x 44.5 cm

Art Institute of Chicago