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be kind, rewind.

May I never be complete.

May I never be content.

May I never be perfect. 

- Chuck Palahuniuk, Fight Club

I’m starting to realize that I subscribe to the New Yorker for the cover art.

I’m starting to realize that I subscribe to the New Yorker for the cover art.

Night owl on my apartment porch.

Night owl on my apartment porch.

One day we were shooting “Portlandia” downtown and we went to eat in the lunchroom of this church where they were having an art show. This season’s shoot was really hard; I felt very pushed and challenged, and I was tired and disoriented a lot. I remember sitting down and seeing this painting on a canvas. It said: “If you can, please wake up.” It’s this weird, dark, intense phrase that almost sounded like something like a kid would say to his parents. And that became my mantra for the whole rest of the shoot.
I spent two weeks chasing down the artist— he was the security guard at the building. I told him how much that painting meant to me and how it had really gotten me through the shoot and he said, “I would be happy to sell it to you if it means that much to you.” So about a month ago, I drove over to his house and bought the painting from him.


Carrie Brownstein
Photographs © We Are The Rhoads

(via kenyatta)

You will lose someone you can’t live without,and your heart will be badly broken, and the bad news is that you never completely get over the loss of your beloved. But this is also the good news. They live forever in your broken heart that doesn’t seal back up. And you come through. It’s like having a broken leg that never heals perfectly—that still hurts when the weather gets cold, but you learn to dance with the limp.

—Anne Lamott (via quotes-shape-us)

She lies about how she’s feeling, how she’s hurting, how she wants you when she tells you she doesn’t. She lies to protect you and herself.

—Tarryn Fisher, Thief (via quotes-shape-us)

I’ve this stuck in my head on repeat since last Friday:

"I’ll tell you one thing

We ain’t gonna change much

The sun still rises

Even with the pain”

#iowacity jazz

#iowacity jazz