April 7, 2013
Elyse Ashe Lord (British, 1900-1971)
Woman with Parasol, c.1930. Drypoint on fibrous laid paper.

Elyse Ashe Lord (British, 1900-1971)

Woman with Parasol, c.1930. Drypoint on fibrous laid paper.

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April 6, 2013
"Keep your face always toward the sunshine - and shadows will fall behind you.”
- Walt Whitman"

— (via journalofanobody)

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April 6, 2013
"Stars and blossoming fruit trees: Utter permanence and extreme fragility give an equal sense of eternity."

— Simone Weil, Gravity and Grace (via swarov)

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April 6, 2013
Alfred Stieglitz - Georgia O’Keeffe, 1920-22

Alfred Stieglitz - Georgia O’Keeffe, 1920-22

April 6, 2013
Alfred Stieglitz
Sun Rays, Paula, Berlin (1889)

Alfred Stieglitz

Sun Rays, Paula, Berlin (1889)

April 6, 2013
Alfred Stieglitz
Spring Showers, New York, 1900. 

Alfred Stieglitz

Spring Showers, New York, 1900. 

April 6, 2013
fewthistle:

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Washington Square, New York City. 1940’s.
“It’s not true that life is one damn thing after another; it’s one damn thing over and over.”  
 ― Edna St. Vincent Millay

fewthistle:

Edna St. Vincent Millay, Washington Square, New York City. 1940’s.

“It’s not true that life is one damn thing after another; it’s one damn thing over and over.”


― Edna St. Vincent Millay

(via casabet64)

April 6, 2013
"The world asks of us
only the strength we have and we give it.
Then it asks more, and we give it."

— Jane Hirshfield, from “The Weighing” (via litverve)

April 2, 2013
yama-bato2:
A Chinese lantern
By yama-bato
©yama-bato

yama-bato2:

A Chinese lantern

By yama-bato

©yama-bato

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April 2, 2013
"It is sometimes so bitterly cold in the winter that one says, `The cold is too awful for me to care whether summer is coming or not; the harm outdoes the good.’ But with or without our approval, the severe weather does come to an end eventually and one fine morning the wind changes and there is the thaw. When I compare the state of the weather to our state of mind and our circumstances, subject to change and fluctuation like the weather, then I still have some hope that things may get better."

— Vincent van Gogh, from a letter to Theo van Gogh in August 1879 (via awritersruminations)

April 2, 2013
Brassai
Rue de Rivoli, Sous le Pluie, c1937

Brassai

Rue de Rivoli, Sous le Pluie, c1937

April 2, 2013
"I wish I could do whatever I liked behind the curtain of “madness”. Then: I’d arrange flowers, all day long, I’d paint; pain, love and tenderness, I would laugh as much as I feel like at the stupidity of others, and they would all say: “Poor thing, she’s crazy!” (Above all I would laugh at my own stupidity.) I would build my world which while I lived, would be in agreement with all the worlds. The day, or the hour, or the minute that I lived would be mine and everyone else’s - my madness would not be an escape from “reality”."

— Frida Kahlo, The Diary Of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait (via violentwavesofemotion)

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April 2, 2013
"There is nothing more truly artistic than to love people."

Vincent Van Gogh (via dulcetdecember)

(Source: murmurrs, via largerloves)

April 2, 2013

outdarethenight:

Salve Regina a 8, Tomás Luis de Victoria, 1600
Ensemble Plus Ultra ~ Michael Noone

April 2, 2013
chasingtailfeathers:

The Lost Cloud
André Kertész 
American, New York City, 1937 
Gelatin silver print  |  9 3/4 x 6 1/2 in. 
“Soon after arriving in New York, Kertész spent time prowling the streets looking for fresh subjects, just as he had done in Paris. One afternoon he observed a solitary white cloud lost in a huge blue sky, dwarfed by the monolithic presence of the Rockefeller Center. Kertész said that the cloud represented himself and how he felt as a newly arrived immigrant—something subject to the prevailing winds.” 

chasingtailfeathers:

The Lost Cloud

André Kertész 

American, New York City, 1937 

Gelatin silver print  |  9 3/4 x 6 1/2 in. 

“Soon after arriving in New York, Kertész spent time prowling the streets looking for fresh subjects, just as he had done in Paris. One afternoon he observed a solitary white cloud lost in a huge blue sky, dwarfed by the monolithic presence of the Rockefeller Center. Kertész said that the cloud represented himself and how he felt as a newly arrived immigrant—something subject to the prevailing winds.” 

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