Lynn Cinnamon

love medieval/early modern art of people’s little knick knacks and trinkets

One of the beautiful things about getting old is going over the formative parts of yourself and cultivating things you abandoned that are worth it while also letting go of the parts that don’t serve you and never did

It's not a terribly uncommon experience for a young woman to lose her mind while manically read Sylvia Plath's diaries in a library.

can we take a brief tour of an odd painting. i mean, youre on your phone. i promise this is worth it. check out this actual unedited detail from a 1750s painting of venice. surreal. now, i am going to show you the rest of the painting. […]

At 11.40pm last night, a monster positive lightning bolt lit up the sky just East of Norman, Oklahoma. And I was in Texas with my camera pointed above that storm, and captured the giant red sprite it produced.

At the height of the US postcard craze, “tall-tale” cards often imagined a land of giant-sized plenty. In this 1909 series, Californian rail cars haul colossal fruit and veg — turning agricultural pride into something surreal and strangely beautiful: publicdomainreview.org/collection/gia…

A precious Hellebore, saved from my mum’s garden..

Calico critter in ceramics apple

Photos I took in the cemeteries of South Louisiana

I have my money on the bunny knight with the mutated man-snail, thank you very much.

the sky is pink and you have time

If anyone would like to see a smiley harvest mouse chilling on some wheat stalks, this is your lucky day.

i love working with wood because it feels like there are so few materials we come into contact with each day that are pleasurable in a tactile way but wood is always satisfying to touch and form and smell it is restful and pure

gambling monk, germany, 15th century

Fred Lyon captured misty, melancholy San Francisco over a period of 75 years. “There’s this cinematic glamour of an era when people dressed for dinner, contrasted with the fog-wrapped tinkle of melancholy jazz,” he once wrote.

@Bulkington___ Yes

Do you like this Paolo Uccello monography I found on a flee market years ago

just remembered it will be cherry blossom season soon. what a treasure this life is

Layer your heart with madness and dream Hope is a dagger that drags us, unspeaking Inside the green shadows, I found my lost heart