cross your fingers

[crumbargento]

The Brown Bunny

[vodis]

[crossyourfingersss]

Floating, Maggie Rizer by Steven Meisel for Vogue Italia, March 1999

[erowid]

[crossyourfingersss]

Vanessa Paradis by Ellen von Unwerth

[crossyourfingersss]

La notte / Michelangelo Antonioni

[serverauth]

[adrasteiax]

I am queen of all my sins forgotten. Am I still lost? Once I was beautiful. Now I am myself

Anne Sexton, from

You, Doctor Martin

in “The Complete Poems Of Anne Sexton”

[hoodoothatvoodoo-deactivated201]

[crossyourfingersss]

Dr. Dain L. Tasker,

Fuschia - Upright Type, 1930s

[four1000holes]

[crossyourfingersss]

The most beautiful photo I downloaded was one that Peter Hujar took of her in the 1970s, around the time of I, Et Cetera. She’s wearing a thin grey turtleneck and lies on her back – arms up, head resting on her clasped hands and her gaze fixed impassively on something to the right of the frame. There’s a slightly pedantic quality to the whole thing which I like: very true to life. Every few hours now she floats up onscreen in this digitised format, supine, sleek and flat-chested.

—“Desperately Seeking Susan” by Terry Castle

[helmutnewtonphoto]

[crossyourfingersss]

Andy Warhol by Helmut Newton, 1974

[crossyourfingersss]

Comme des Garçons by Peter Lindbergh

[metaphorformetaphor]

I am haunted. All my dreams are nightmares.

Susan Sontag, from As Consciousness is Harnessed to Flesh: Journals and Notebooks, 1964-1980 (Penguin, 2012)

[workhardforthis]

[crossyourfingersss]

Gucci, Timepieces 1997

[total-entropy]

[crossyourfingersss]

Zerkalo (1975) by Andrei Tarkovsky

[peaceandjoyce]

We should try to find out why we refuse to get cured of our loneliness.

Louis-Ferdinand Céline from Journey to the End of the Night

[cinemaphiles-blog]

[crossyourfingersss]

Last Year at Marienbad (1961) dir. Alain Resnais

[pattismithandrobertmapplethorpe]

[crossyourfingersss]

Flower, 1984 © Robert Mapplethorpe Foundation

[wordsnquotes]

Deeply lost in the night.

Franz Kafka