Sadie Rae

@sadierae

Patent illustrator from New Orleans. Into gardening, poetry, heart disease research (she/her)

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Sadie Rae@sadierae· 23d

Timeline cleanse. I got this for your habitat. No eat it. #art

Polymer clay shaped like a brontosaurus if it's head, tail and legs were yellow banana and its torso scoops of chocolate, strawberry, and vanilla icecream.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· 24d

For he will never sing for the kingdom of dollars. For he will never grow pockets in his gray wings. - from Catbird by Mary Oliver #poetry

Half of a blue robin’s egg shell sitting in a bed of pea gravel

Sadie Rae@sadierae· 24d

Night Shift (1982)

Photo of Ron Howard wearing a pageboy cap, a mustache, and a large winter coat, beside Shelley Long in a long fur coat, Henry Wrinkle in a woolen trench coat, and Michael Keaton in just a blazer and shorts on the frigid set of Night Shift (1982) filming on the streets of New York City in winter.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· 25d

Maybe the world, without us, is the real poem. - From The Book of Time by Mary Oliver

Photo of a woman walking outside in NYC wearing an N95 mask, the view of the city behind her is obscured by cloudy orange wildfire smoke. July 16, 2026. Photo by Selcuk Acar/Anadolu via Getty Images

Sadie Rae@sadierae· 26d

Until someone explains to me what happened to Sarah Connor's iguana, I don't wanna hear anything else about Skynet.

Still of Sarah Connor played by Linda Hamilton kissing her pet iguana Pugsley in the 1984 film Terminator.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· 29d

Good to know, not fun to learn.

Linocut illustration of a microscopic tardigrade with the caption "Just because I can survive harsh conditions doesn't mean I should have to."

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jul 8

And to tell the truth, I don’t want to let go of the wrists of idleness, I don’t want to sell my life for money, I don’t even wanna come in out of the rain. - from Black Oaks by Mary Oliver 🌱

A magenta geranium dappled with raindrops. Photo by Ronan POTIER.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jun 30

Currently reading, with snoozing cat for scale

Photo of books—the Sound and the Fury by William Faulkner, devotions the selected poems of Mary Oliver, and the Sopranos sessions by Matt Zoller Seitz—with a very tired long haired black cat sleeping beside them all

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jun 19

“The grass was buzzing in the moonlight where my shadow walked on the grass.” - Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury 🌱

Photographed on a summer evening along the Lake Carnegie trail near Princeton, this image shows fireflies lighting up a forest path. Their soft yellow glow floats above the grass and between the trees, creating a calm and magical atmosphere in the fading light. Photo and caption by Photo by Rain Wu

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jun 8

Every year everything I have ever learned in my lifetime leads back to this: the fires and the black river of loss - In Blackwater Woods by Mary Oliver 🌱

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jun 6

On sega game gear

Still from the Beavis and Butt-Head video game (1994) in which the titular characters are searching for tickets to a Gwar concert.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· May 31

Every spring they bloom and I want 20 more spigelia 🌱

Native spigelia (pinkroot). Morning glory shaped flowers in bloom. Deep red petals that reach up toward the sky, the tips are a starburst of yellow. Perfect shape for a hummingbird beak. Large dark green leaves below.

Spigelia marilandica, commonly known as Indian Pink. Tubular flowers in bloom. Deep red petals that reach up toward the sky, the tips are a starburst of yellow. Perfect shape for a hummingbird beak. Large dark green leaves below.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· May 29

Just a middle aged woman in her garden bickering with plants 🌱

Sadie Rae@sadierae· May 23

Yup

Role of blue stickers that read “Deceased.” there’s a blank space below it for the date.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Apr 21

Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives. - from "Wild Wild" by Mary Oliver 🌱

A Yellow Warbler sits in a flowering tree on a sunny spring morning. Photo and caption by Mark Olsen.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Apr 5

Whenever I'm daydreaming on an airplane, I'm just zooming around these islands

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Mar 30

and the ripeness of the apple is its downfall. - Mary Oliver, The Orchard 🌱

Ripe red delicious apple in the palm of a person’s hand.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Mar 18

Your clarity shines light into systems that rely on staying in the shadows. 🌱

Silhouette of trees. Photo by Oleh Mordach.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Mar 12

How many kinds of love might there be in the world, and how many formations might they make and who am I ever to imagine I could know such a marvelous business? - from On the Beach by Mary Oliver 🌱

Yellow and purple crocus blooming in the sunlight

Three purple crocus flowers. One pointed at the camera we can see it’s orange stamen

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Mar 10

He burned his house down for the fire insurance And spent the proceeds on a telescope To satisfy a lifelong curiosity About our place among the infinities. - from the Star-Splitter by Robert Frost 🔭 🧪

Image of the Milky Way, 650 million light years of dense pink and yellow clouds of cosmic gas. This is the largest image of the Milky Way's center, captured by the ESO's ALMA array. Credit: ALMA (ESO/NAOJ/NRAO)/S. Longmore et al./ESO/D. Minniti et al.(background)

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Mar 7

This is okay though www.etsy.com/listing/7308...

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Mar 5

I don’t really want to be witnessed talking to the catbirds or hugging the old black oak tree. I have my way of praying, as you no doubt have yours. - How I Go to the Woods by Mary Oliver 🌱

Image of sunlight shining through many trees in the woods. Photo by Mikael Andreasson

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Feb 20

Teach me mortality, frighten me into the present. Help me to find the heft of these days. That the nights will be full enough and my heart feral. - from I Imagine the Gods by Jack Gilbert

Image of a large open field. A man stands at the center of it, looking up at a clear, gray sky. Photo by Clay Banks.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Feb 19

The girl I had been, lost among the roots behind your house. In a black wig, holding a cigarette, enchanted by the whispering leaves. My footsteps in the snow. - from the art of losing by Rabha Ashry

A red-brown maple leaf in the melting snow. Photo by @ananoelleeeee

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Feb 16

Livid, the land, and ravaged, like a rageful Dream. The worst in us having taken over And broken the rest utterly down. - from An Old Story by Tracy K. Smith 🌱

A pile of brown leaves and twigs covered in frost. At the center is a whole, brown leaf perfectly beaded in frost. Photo by Alessio Soggetti.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Feb 10

Cold, wet leaves Floating on moss-coloured water And the croaking of frogs— Cracked bell-notes in the twilight. - The Pond by Amy Lowell 🌱

Orange and white koi fish swimming underneath a few green lily pads in a pond. Photo by Adolfo Félix

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Feb 4

The sky is relentlessly sapphire, and the past is happening quickly: the saguaros have opened themselves, stretched out their arms to rays millions of years old - from Snow on the Desert by Agha Shahid Ali 🌱

Several saguaro cacti in the shaded foreground are dusted in snow. A ridge of mountains to the left are lit up orange by the sun. The cobalt sky is smudged with chalky cirrus cloudy. Photo by NOAA

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Feb 1

The body speaks first. If that doesn’t work, the mind empties: a crate of crabs scuttling toward nothingness. Authoritarianism blossoms like a corpse flower: foul men spread their stench across the globe. - from Burn Out by Amy M. Alvarez 🌱

Giant corpse flower (titan arum) in bloom in the bush. It has a deep burgundy spadix and a light green spathe with cream-colored specks.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jan 31

“I am not going to alter my conduct, not even if I have to die a hundred deaths.” - The Apology of Socrates, Plato

Protest sign that reads: I have two wolves inside me and they both hate ice.

Sadie Rae@sadierae· Jan 31

Strong, glad and soulless: elemental joys Bathe with green flame the sinking soul of me. - from The Dreamer by Dulcie Deamer