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drake burnette by rachel chandler for double spring/summer 2013, ‘small faces’
aqqindex:

David L. Vanhoy and George P. Elian, 198-1981

looking to potentially move to nyc in the next year. plz let me know where the cool spots to live are, tips for for finding said place to live, and/or if you know anyone working in city government.

smallspacesblog:

Herb Lotz, Georgia O’Keeffe House, Abiquiu, 2007. © Georgia O’Keeffe Museum
“Hannah, a note for you from the “uncomfortable distance of three thousand miles”; read hermeneutically, it is the abyss of longing.”

Martin Heidegger to Hannah Arendt, 1950 

(Source: heteroglossia, via artspotting)


matala, crete. 1960s

ben e. king, young boy blues

martiniano high glove shoe
philoclea:

Daria Werbowy by Mikael Jansson for Interview, September 2014

“Unfortunately I am afraid, as always, of going on. For to go on means going from here, means finding me, losing me, vanishing and beginning again, a stranger first, then little by little the same as always, in another place, where I shall say I have always been, of which I shall know nothing, being incapable of seeing, moving, thinking, speaking, but of which little by little, in spite of these handicaps, I shall begin to know something, just enough for it to turn out to be the same place as always, the same which seems made for me and does not want me, which I seem to want and do not want, take your choice, which spews me out or swallows me up, I’ll never know, which is perhaps merely the inside of my distant skull where once I wandered, now am fixed, lost for tininess, or straining against the walls, with my head, my hands, my feet, my back, and ever murmuring my old stories, my old story, as if it were the first time.”

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Samuel Beckett, selection from The Unnamable

(Source: john-roman)

fyeahwomenartists:

Jennifer Paige CohenUntitled (Black and Gold Sweater), 2013 Sweater, plaster, lime plaster, paper pulp, glue

Nathalie Du Pasquier
“… is it not possible—I often wonder—that things we have felt with great intensity have an existence independent of our minds; are in fact still in existence? And if so, will it not be possible, in time, that some device will be invented by which we can tap them?”

Virginia Woolf, from “A Sketch of the Past,” in Moments of Being (Harvest Books, 1985)

(Source: wavingtovirginia, via artspotting)

jonahrosenberg:

Ein Gedi / عين جدي / עֵין גֶּדִי 2013
le-chant-des-axiomes:

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