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everything is about cain and abel, actually

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Ph. Ryan McGinley, Running Fireworks from I Know Where the Summer Goes, 2007

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self pity by louise bourgeois, 2009, embroidered fabric, 24 × 20.5 inches

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We Interrupt This Broadcast, Gregory Orr

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Francis Bacon: Two Figures (1952). Detail

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This photograph is my proof. There was that afternoon when things were still good between us, and she embraced me, and we were so happy. It did happen, she did love me. Look see for yourself!

Duane Michals

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The spirit sees his friends (1971) from The Journey of the Spirit after Death, photographed by Duane Michals.

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Duane Michals, Grandpa Goes to Heaven, 1989 :: (the-night-picture-collector)

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… when you die, you are grieved by all the atoms of which you were composed. They hung together for years, whether in sheets of skin or communities of spleen. With your death they do not die. Instead, they part ways, moving off in their separate directions, mourning the loss of a special time they shared together, haunted by the feeling that they were once playing parts in something larger than themselves, something that had its own life, something they can hardly put a finger on.

-David Eagleman: Sum. Today in the river. (via crashinglybeautiful)