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hollowterrain

Lee Miller by Man Ray, 1929

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fuzzbby

Anna Ruth.

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nemfrog

"Sketches of Isadora Duncan dancing by Maurice Denis." The art of the dance [by] Isadora Duncan. 1928.

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From a book uploaded by associate-emily-neff.

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milksockets

'wall with incisions à la fontana,' 2000 in adriana varejão: histórias às margens [at the margins] - museu de arte moderna de são paulo (2013)

anthropoetics

faye wei wei, i've always been a weeper at the cinema, 2019

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dostoyevsky-official

Kieslowski almost never made a film about characters who lacked choices. Indeed, his films were usually about their choices, how they arrived at them, and the close connections they made or missed. Most films make the unspoken assumption that their characters are defined by and limited to their plots. But lives are not about stories. Stories are about lives. That is the difference between films for children and films for adults. Kieslowski celebrates intersecting timelines and lifelines, choices made and unmade. All his films ask why, since God gave us free will, movie directors go to such trouble to take it away. There is a moment in “The Double Life of Veronique” (1991), where if the heroine had only glanced out a bus window a second sooner, she might have glimpsed herself in the city square. How could that be? A moment’s rent in the fabric of time? A flash from a parallel universe? Kieslowski would never have dreamed of saying and probably didn’t know. I connect strongly with Kieslowski because I sometimes seek a whiff of transcendence by revisiting places from earlier years. I am thinking now of a cafe in Venice, a low cliff overlooking the sea near Donegal, a bookstore in Cape Town and Sir John Soane’s breakfast room in London. I am drawn to them in the spirit of pilgrimage. No one else can see the shadows of my former and future visits there, or know how they are the touchstones of my mortality, but if some day as I approach the cafe, I see myself just getting up to leave, I will not be surprised to have missed myself by so little. He is one of the filmmakers I would turn to for consolation if I learned I was dying, or to laugh with on finding I would live after all.

Roger Ebert on Kieślowski

mamma-wolf

a fragment of ourselves returning v, 2018 by beatrice wanjiku

borgialucrezia

jeremy irons greatest hits compilation

thinkingimages

Plate no. 39 of Aby Warburg’s “Bilderatlas Mnemosyne (1925-1929) with reproductions of Botticelli’s “Birth of Venus,” “Primavera” and “Pallas and the Centaur” Photo: Wootton/fluid. The Warburg Institute, London.

sorrrowfull

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nobrashfestivity

Vladimir Mayakovsky, A Letter written to his sister Ludmila, 1905

happyheidi

Paper lanterns in art, x

I. In the Garden by Vladimir Gusev

II. Japanese Lanterns by Luther Emerson van Gorder

moxieestar

carnation, lily, lily, rose (john singer sargent)

happyheidi

♡ What a lovely addition!! Here’s some more;

I. “The open Air Party" by Ramón Casas i Carbó

II. “Summer Night" by Aloys Bohnen

Thank you @kissmeunicornbaobei for letting me know ♡

artcompilations

lantern bearers by maxfield parrish, study for 'the birthday party' by thomas cooper gotch

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inthedarktrees

A dream soul that wanders.

Sheryl Lee, Michael Horse, Kyle MacLachlan | Twin Peaks

xanaxfarts

Candy Darling on her deathbed (1974) photog: Peter Hujar

Darling died of lymphoma on March 21, 1974, aged 29, at the Columbus Hospital division of the Cabrini Health Care Center. In a letter written on her deathbed and intended for Warhol and his followers, Darling wrote, "Unfortunately before my death I had no desire left for life ... I am just so bored by everything. You might say bored to death. Did you know I couldn't last. I always knew it. I wish I could meet you all again." Her funeral, held at the Frank E. Campbell Funeral Chapel, was attended by huge crowds. Julie Newmar read the eulogy. Darling's birth name was never spoken by the minister or any of the eulogizers. Faith Dane played a piano piece, and Gloria Swanson saluted Darling's coffin.

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