there is literally a species of bird who builds his own art gallery and fills it with flower petals, beetle wings, berries, seeds, etc, all organized into little piles of individual art pieces that he arranges just so to make them as aesthetically appealing as possible. then the lady birds come and walk through it and decide whether or not to be his mate depending on the quality of his aesthetic sense!!!
a year in stitches: my final project for design, an embroidered back-patch calendar of the past year of my life
to read descriptions of each month, here’s a link to each original post:
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NYT: What books are you embarrassed not to have read yet?
TEJU COLE: I have not read most of the big 19th — century novels that people consider “essential,” nor most of the 20th-century ones for that matter. But this does not embarrass me. There are many films to see, many friends to visit, many walks to take, many playlists to assemble and many favorite books to reread. Life’s too short for anxious score-keeping. Also, my grandmother is illiterate, and she’s one of the best people I know. Reading is a deep personal consolation for me, but other things console, too.