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‘For Those Who Can Still Ride In An Airplane For The First Time’, spoken word, uploaded on Youtube on 20 Apr. 2009;
Visible Light series (2010), photography

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ANIS MOJGANI x ALEXANDER HARDING
‘For Those Who Can Still Ride In An Airplane For The First Time’, spoken word, uploaded on Youtube on 20 Apr. 2009;
Visible Light series (2010), photography
That actually happened to me a couple hundred years ago
Great Egret dancing, Hungary. Photo by Bence Máté
Thank god for cup of tea and book in bed
— BAMBI (1942)
This protective book cover from about 1630 shows elaborate silver smith work over violet velvet.
Every day I unbury — I dig up. I find relics of myself in the sand that women made thousands of years ago.
By Virginia Woolf, from The Waves
The Face of Another (1966) dir. Hiroshi Teshigahara
something deeply intimate about being outside early in the morning all alone and seeing the world as she is
i was such a weird lonely little girl and maybe i grew to be a weird lonely woman but idc i built this life for myself and maybe it doesn’t always make sense to others and maybe isn’t always easy or beautiful but it is mine and i cherish it
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"Childhood Bedroom": the moth-eaten old quilted bedspread that smells like home and the keepsakes from a softer life, all right where you left them in an untouched pocket of time.