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Photos by: William O'Hara @frame_of_reference_photography on Instagram
During a family road-trip in Italy.
Say hello little seagul (I hope it is one).
The weather was so merciful and the streets, closed to the car circulation, were filled with “flâneurs”. I have yet to find another city as big and as calm and beautiful.
Everything seems perfectly out of a dream.
December 2018
Walking through the nature awakening from winter, feeding the birds with sunflower seeds. How little does it take to feel happiness.
May 2020, Beaune (France)
My little brother looking into the open.
2015
Mallaig Harbour
Petit arrêt sur le chemin pour l’aéroport de Genève. Col de la Faucille, juin 2016
“Speak not of what men deserve. For we each of us deserve everything, every luxury that was ever piled in the tombs of the dead kings, and we each of us deserve nothing, not a mouthful of bread in hunger. Have we not eaten while another starved? Will you punish us for that? Will you reward us for the virtue of starving while others ate? No man earns punishment, no man earns reward. Free your mind of the idea of deserving, the idea of earning, and you will begin to be able to think.”
— Ursula K. LeGuin, The Dispossessed. (via outlawpoet)
To possess a high degree of consciousness, to be always aware of yourself in relation to the world, to live in the permanent tension of knowledge, means to be lost for life. Knowledge is the plague of life, and consciousness, an open wound in its heart.
— Emil Cioran, from “On the Heights of Despair” I do understand—and it is terrible.
— Franz Kafka, from a letter
I am aware of myself. And, of course, the only things that are aware of themselves and conscious of their individuality are irritated eyes, cut fingers, sore teeth. A healthy eye, finger, tooth might as well not even be there. Isn’t it clear that individual consciousness is just sickness?
— Yevgeny Zamyatin, from “We” To be overly conscious is a sickness, a real, thorough sickness. For man’s everyday use, ordinary human consciousness would be more than enough.
— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, from “Notes from Underground” I am aware, sure, I am aware. Catastrophically aware. — Sylvia Plath, from “The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath”
Sometimes I’ll wake up from one of my dream and note it before going back to sleep and forgetting about that.
Now I just found my note book, that goes like that :
“Text is Soap
To learn it you must shampoo your tongue with the soap. The lyrics are absorbed into your head.”
The Magic Sleep And Memory Of Waking, William Hunt
Series of photos taken from my grandma’s photo album.
Caption goes :
First one is “Река Клязьма, 1974 год” or “The Kliazma river, 1974”
Last one is the bridge over that same river, “Мост через Клязьму»
Second photo is a workers street “улица рабочая” in 1979.
The third one is a fabric factory (number 1) “ткацкая фабрика номер 1”
Serie of landscapes in Oudmourtia, waayyy lost region of Russia. The fields are never ending and beautiful.
August 2018, Russia.
Abandonned church in russian’s countryside. Summer 2018, Krasnyi Kutski Kraï, Russia.
A little walk in the wineyards with a sunset on the village last year. Nuits-st-George, France.
Une promenade aux champs le printemps dernier.🍃 Meuilley, France.
