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For every shadow, no matter how deep, is threatened by morning light. The Fountain (2006)
Mädchen Amick
promotional photos for Twin Peaks, December 1989
Dana Ashbrook | Twin Peaks: The Missing Pieces
“Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life.”
Andrei Rublev (1966)
ЗЕРКАЛО / THE MIRROR (1975) dir. Andrei Tarkovsky
young Buster Keaton stares into the saxophone abyss
I’m seeing something that was always hidden. I’m involved in a mystery. I’m in the middle of a mystery. And it’s all secret.
Blue Velvet (1986) dir. David Lynch
Skulls, both painted in 1887, by Vincent van Gogh (1853 - 1890)
From CREEM - also describing William Burroughs. This is what it’s about.
Dylan Thomas, 1952, por Rollie McKenna, NPG, London
Oh hazme una máscara y un muro que me oculte de tus espías de esos agudos ojos esmaltados y de las garras ostentosas de la rebeldía y la violación en los viveros de mi rostro, una mordaza de árbol, en silencio golpeado para cubrirme de los desnudos enemigos hazme una lengua de bayoneta en esta oración indefensa, vuelve mi boca flagrante y que sea una trompeta de mentiras soplada dulcemente, dame las facciones de un tonto moldeado en vieja armadura y roble para escudar el cerebro brillante y confundir a los indagadores, y un dolor viudo manchado de lágrimas caído de las pestañas para velar la belladona y hacer que adviertan los ojos secos que otros traicionan las quejumbrosas mentiras de sus pérdidas con los pliegues de la boca desnuda y la risa solapada.
Oh hazme una máscara - Dylan Thomas Traducción de Elizabeth Azcona Cranwell
It’s nothing; I’m here; I’m still here.
Arthur Rimbaud, Selected Poems & Letters; “What do they mean to us,”
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James Dean on the set of Rebel Without a Cause directed by Nicholas Ray, 1955
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