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Glenn Ligon
B. 1960, USA.
Debris Field #5, 2018
Photo: © Glenn Ligon
Image courtesy of the artist, Luhring Augustine, New York, Regen Projects, Los Angeles, and Thomas Dane Gallery.
House library - Laura Lacambra Shubert
American,b.1960s-
Mixed Media on canvas, 40 x 30 In
Details: Mid Ocean and The Ocean, ca. 1900, by Frederick Judd Waugh.
Oksana Babenko photographed by Anastasia Lisitsyna
When you learn to be self-sufficient and feel satisfied with yourself, you will realize that love does not walk beside you, but lives INSIDE you.
Only then will you be ready to open the door of the heart, to welcome another beat, caress another soul, host another heart.
Love only makes sense if you have someone special living inside you, because wherever you go, you will always have the certainty of being HOME.
Silvia De Lorenzis
#to write #amuscribe #Thought for the Day#good morning #love #home
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detail from Caravaggio’s Saint John in the Wilderness // 1604
Audrey Hepburn (May 4, 1929 – January 20, 1993)
I am proud to have been in a business that gives pleasure, creates beauty, and awakens our conscience, arouses compassion, and perhaps most importantly, gives millions a respite from our so violent world.
Richard Jackson, from “What It’s Called”
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