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- 04/14/14--17:06: _Linda Tracey Brandon
- 04/16/14--03:09: _Serenity Now
- 04/22/14--01:11: _Now, to execute
- 04/24/14--01:15: _The shimmering blis...
- 04/25/14--01:35: _I don’t need 20 pai...
- 04/27/14--17:00: _Our hearts beat faster
- 05/07/14--01:35: _As long as there is...
- 05/19/14--04:01: _The circle of no be...
- 05/28/14--16:56: _And Still I Rise
- 06/18/14--01:14: _Breakfast. Sweet.
- 06/19/14--01:01: _A place to rest. Or...
- 06/26/14--02:20: _What are you now? A...
- 07/09/14--17:58: _Need a whole new sy...
- 07/15/14--01:32: _Memento Mori
- 07/21/14--17:31: _Staring at the Flame
- 07/27/14--01:35: _Early we receive th...
- 08/17/14--01:35: _Our dark and our li...
- 08/26/14--01:35: _I’m an Occhiolic
- 09/02/14--01:35: _Choose. McEwan.
- 09/24/14--01:26: _Will I? Will I? Wil...
- 04/14/14--17:06: Linda Tracey Brandon
- 04/16/14--03:09: Serenity Now
- 04/22/14--01:11: Now, to execute
- 04/24/14--01:15: The shimmering bliss. A gift bestowed and unappreciated.
- 04/25/14--01:35: I don’t need 20 pair of shoes
- 04/27/14--17:00: Our hearts beat faster
- 05/07/14--01:35: As long as there is one compassionate woman
- 05/19/14--04:01: The circle of no beginning or end. And that is Hell.
- 05/28/14--16:56: And Still I Rise
- 06/18/14--01:14: Breakfast. Sweet.
- 06/26/14--02:20: What are you now? Air? Mist? Dust? Light? What? Give me something.
- 07/09/14--17:58: Need a whole new syntax for fatigue on days like this
- 07/15/14--01:32: Memento Mori
- 07/21/14--17:31: Staring at the Flame
- 07/27/14--01:35: Early we receive the call
- 08/17/14--01:35: Our dark and our light are so intertwined
- 08/26/14--01:35: I’m an Occhiolic
- 09/02/14--01:35: Choose. McEwan.
- 09/24/14--01:26: Will I? Will I? Will I? Will I? Will I? What?
This is “Quail Day” – an oil painting by Linda Tracey Brandon. Brandon is a graduate of the University of Michigan. Since then she has studied representational art through many years of workshops, classes and private instruction. Her focused study of the great masters of the past and intense daily practice has resulted in a uniquely evolving […]
Vitry-sur-Seine by David Walker. Street/urban art. What this man can do with a can of spray paint is astonishing. Find more here: art of David Walker
Calm Down what happenshappens mostlywithout you. ~ Josef Albers Josef Albers (1888 – 1976) was a German-born American artist and educator whose work, both in Europe and in the United States, formed the basis of some of the most influential and far-reaching art education programs of the twentieth century. In Poems and Drawings, first published in 1958, Josef Albers attempted to […]
“I became aware of the world’s tenderness, the profound beneficence of all that surrounded me, the blissful bond between me and all of creation, and I realized that the joy I sought in you was not only secreted within you, but breathed around me everywhere, in the speeding street sounds, in the hem of a […]
davidkaniganby Philippe Halsman
Werner Herzog is interviewed by The Talks: I do not relate to things such as popularity. It is completely vague and unknown to me what it means. I still live basically the same life. I do not have and I do not need material things. My material world is extremely small and limited.I own one […]
The collegiate alumni chairperson of Rachel’s sorority asked the parents of graduating seniors to write a letter to their daughter, which was read out loud to them by their little sister at the traditional Senior Send Off event for the sorority. The event was held this morning. Here was Rachel’s text to us. Here’s our letter […]
From Brainpickings: “In 1973, one man sent a distressed letter to E.B. White, lamenting that he had lost faith in humanity. The beloved author, who was not only a masterful letter-writer but also a professional celebrator of the human condition and an unflinching proponent of the writer’s duty to uplift people, took it upon himself to boost the man’s sunken heart […]
Anger at humans, my own kind - I remember how it carried me, joyous in self’s self-exaltation, through a narrow opening as at birth into the great hollow of the dark itself where the unappeasable, in unending revenge for revenge, tread each alone the circle of no beginning or end. And that is Hell. ~ […]
I rise I rise I rise. — Maya Angelou (April 4, 1928 – May 28, 2014). RIP. Notes: Credits: – Poem Source: Proustitute from “And Still I Rise” by Maya Angelou. Portrait: BlackChristianNews.com Related Post: People Will Never Forget How You Made Them Feel
Source: Mme Scherzo
The way in which art creates desire, I guess that’s everywhere. Is there anyone who hasn’t come out of a movie or a play or a concert filled with an unnameable hunger? …To stand in front of one of [Louis Sullivan's] buildings and look up, or in front, say, of the facade of Notre Dame, […]
Image Source: Danielle Landry. Title: Dorianne Laux.
Post Title: David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest. Photograph Source: art42
“All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.” — Susan Sontag Notes: memento mori: (Latin) a reminder of mortality (First Known Use: 1598) (Source: Merriam Webster) Credits: Photograph: […]
[...] his intuition was luminous from the instant you met him. So was his intelligence. A lot of actors act intelligent, but Philip was the real thing: a shining, artistic polymath with an intelligence that came at you like a pair of headlights and enveloped you from the moment he grabbed your hand, put a […]
davidkaniganblack and white,portrait
The endless, useless urge to look on life comprehensively, to take a bird’s-eye view of ourselves and judge the dimensions of what we have or have not done: this is life as a landscape, or life as resume. But life is incremental, and though a worthwhile life is a gathering together of all that one […]
He considers his latest film (The Giver), co-starring Taylor Swift and Meryl Streep, a cautionary tale. “I think it’s an impulse for human beings to want to suffer less, and we’re kind of addicted to comfort at all costs—at least I am. And of course comfort has a price,” he says. “So the film is […]
occhiolism n. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective, by which you couldn’t possibly draw any meaningful conclusions at all, about the world or the past or the complexities of culture, because although your life is an epic and unrepeatable anecdote, it still only has a sample size of one, and may end up being […]
And if he had to choose between his books and his family? There’s no hesitation. Family. I adored having children. Work and fatherhood have kept me sane. The impulse to work is like a survival instinct. ~ Robert McCrum with English Novelist Ian McEwan Don’t miss Robert McCrum’s great column on Ian McEwan in the Guardian here: […]
I am all for aha!! moments and other peak experiences, but my most lasting transformation happened in the subtleties, in those private moments of decision as to which path to walk. In every moment, there is a choice: Will I open, or close? Will I take responsibility, or blame? Will I download the learning, or […]