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maidenmystic

lonelycity

jonathan mok

prunelya

Details of Painting by M.Graziella Pani

thenordroom

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frostedmagnolias

Evening Dress

c. 1930

unknown maker, Australia

National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne

legendarytragedynacho

Sigourney Weaver photographed by Robert Mapplethorpe.

cheshmenoor

lonelycity

melina weger

thesweetiepienovels

Some is better than none. Some is better than none. Some is better than none. Walking for three minutes, is better than nothing. Drinking a glass of water and eating a snack, is better than nothing. Wiping down the counter, is better than nothing. Small things are not nothing. Small things are not nothing. Small things are not nothing. You don’t have to achieve grand things if all you’re capable of right now is the smaller things. They are still achievements. Don’t do nothing just because you don’t think you’re capable of doing bigger things, just do something you’re capable of today.

#resonance

dreaminginthedeepsouth

Patti Smith and Robert Mapplethorpe

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Milk cost, say, eight cents. Chocolate milk cost ten cents. Robert [Mapplethorpe, the artist and Smith’s longtime companion] loved chocolate milk. We didn’t have the extra two cents to buy him the chocolate milk, or if we did it would mean I couldn’t get my coffee. So it was always a trade-off. We got to a point where it was either a sharpener and three pencils or a grilled-cheese sandwich we could split. Finally, I would just lift the pencils so we could eat.

I wrote "Just Kids" for Robert. I said to him, “Is there anything I can do?” We both knew he was dying. He gave me some tasks he wanted me to do, and then he said, “Will you write our story?” And I shuddered, you know, and said, “Do you really want me to?” And he said, “Yes.” And I said, “Well, then I will write it.” He knew I would. And he died the next day. It was quite a task, and sometimes, truthfully, I didn’t feel up to it and I would shelve it. It took me twenty years to find the courage, the voice, and the energy.

All the people that I’ve lost—and I’ve lost a lot—I keep them with me. And it makes life that much happier. About six or seven years ago, I saw the perfect shirt for Fred, my late husband. I started paying for it before I even realized what I was doing. And then I bought it anyway. I just keep them all with me because life doesn’t have to be so lonely. You know, if you shut everybody out just because they die, then what’s it all for?

--Patti Smith to Cal Fussman in Esquire in 2015

James Grissom