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BOB KUHN A Gathering Of Elders Acrylic on Board 24″ x 38″

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there’s something about the sight of steps leading down into the water. it feels like the ocean telling me to come home

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Peter Newcombe - ‘Tunnell Hill Farm, Blisworth’. Oil on board, 1979.

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all was quiet in the harbor

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Robert Pattinson and Willem Dafoe in The Lighthouse (2019) dir. Robert Eggers

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Mikey lives on the roof in a plastic bubble

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Views through a sand dune, 1972. Nancy Holt.

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What do you love about the sea ? 🌊

“A coolness, exhaled from the sea, gives me back my soul. All the aromas of love accumulate in the waves.”

— Paul Valéry, tr. by Hilary Corke, from “The Young Fate”

“Who can face the sea and not inherit it’s loneliness?”

— Olin Ivory, from “Bad Year Anthem” by Matthew Nienow

“She, pure daughter of the sea, her heart has always belonged to the waves;”

— Paul Valéry, tr. By Hilary Corke, from The Collected Works; “She Only Seems Dead”

“And my mind, following the waves, became itself a wave, unresisting, submissive to the rhythm of the sea.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. by Carl Wildman, from “Zorba the Greek”

"There is one thing I'm good at, and that's looking at the sea."

— Marguerite Duras

“The sea: I didn't lose myself in it; I found myself in it.”

— Albert Camus, Notebooks (1942 – 1951)

“And what is this secret connection between the soul, and sea, clouds and perfumes? The soul itself appears to be sea, cloud and perfume.”

— Nikos Kazantzakis, tr. By Carl Wildman, from “Zorba the Greek”

“You would rather have gone on feeling nothing, / emptiness and silence; the stagnant peace / of the deepest sea, which is easier / than the noise and flesh of the surface.”

— Margaret Atwood, from Selected Poems II: 1976 – 1986; “Eurydice”

“(She had the sea within her soul, continuously.)”

— Salvatore Quasimodo, tr. by Manolis Aligizakis, from “The Tall Schooner”

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Margaret Atwood, Selected Poems: 1965-1975

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“Debussy’s love for what he called ‘our good mother the sea’ (punning in French between the words ‘la mère’ and ‘la mer’) was deep-rooted: he once confessed to being ‘destined for the fine career of a sailor’. On one occasion, working on the score in Burgundy, far from the coast, he defended himself from the accusation that the piece would be too much like a studio painting: ‘I have countless memories,’ he wrote, ‘and to my mind they are worth more than reality, whose spells often weights too much on one’s thoughts.’”

— La mer, three symphonic sketches (1903-5). Richard Langham Smith; BBC Proms: Programme Notes. (via feuillesmortes)