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studiogangster212

48" x 48"

Enamel on Aluminum

Somedays

#steven power #graphic artist #artists i like

#patti smith #amtrak #penn station #nyc

buero-falk

Michael Wolf

#michael york #photography #artists I like

akristinem

#taeil kim #south korean artist #artists i like

#light and shadow #woman #sunlight shadows #julia robbs #photography

jonasramdas

Irun. 2014. Ion Ugarte

What a wonderful read, I found myself within her writing.

#currently reading #vivian gornick #odd woman and the city #bookaddict #bookworm

thecoolsumist

1950s: New York by Saul Leiter

#saul leiter #1950s #1950s photography #newyorkcity #new york city photography #street photography #new york daily life

“All doctors have those patients who sit on our shoulder. Their image is always with you. One kid will pop into your head every time you hit a wall– when you encounter a disease that is so unrelenting that you’ve exhausted all therapies and you’re still not even close. One memory will keep you going. It’s a different kid for every doctor. It’s hard to know why they stick with us. I remember one patient that had red hair just like my son. And I remember one five-year-old girl who made me laugh, because when I asked her how she was doing, she told me: ‘I don’t know. You’re the doctor.’ And then there was the boy early in my career who was born without an immune system. He’d already lost two older siblings to the same disease. He lived the first two years of his life in an isolation room with no windows, and his entire exposure to the world was through a black-and-white TV. We gave him a bone marrow transplant, and suddenly his immune system came online. And we took him for a walk in the garden. This boy who had spent his entire life in a windowless room. And a sparrow landed on a bush, and he pointed at it, and said: ‘Bird.’ That moment will always be with me.”

#humansofnewyork

heathwest

Henri Matisse The Red Studio, 1911

amontesa

Wandering through MoMA recently, slowly becoming annoyed with the masses, the color red caught the corner of my eye. I turned around and looked at this painting and couldn't place why it was so familiar to me. After contemplating and imagining where I had seen it before, I realized I owned a print of this. Unknowingly, when I bought it from a thrift store three years ago for $3, I picked it up because somehow it inspired me. Little did I know, it was Matisse showing me how simple, ordinary life is really beautiful.