The Forever Moment

“I dream. Sometimes I think that's the only right thing to do.” -- Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

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【虹色の思い出：Wendy Laurelのフィルムスープ実験】

家族写真で実験をしてみたという Wendy Laurel。旅の幸せな思い出を表現するため、フィルムスープで素敵なイメージを作り上げました。実験の方法は記事でチェック！

[記事] https://goo.gl/KPi3jy

photos by Wendy Laurel

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【LomoAmigo：Rimi Sakamoto x Petzval 85】

ロサンゼルス在住のフォトグラファー Rimiさん。今回、Petzval 85 Art Lensを持って早朝の東京散歩へと出かけました。ナチュラルなぐるぐるボケの質感と、午前中の澄み渡る空気感が伝わってくるようなポートレートをインタビューとともにお楽しみください。

[記事] https://goo.gl/GzEkDV

photos by rimi sakamoto

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Photos of Venice in the 1970s.

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40 romantic photographs of Joan Baez and Bob Dylan from the 1960s.

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Photos of Betty Field in the 1930s and ’40s.

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The Eurythmics in the 1980s.

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Photos of people reading in the past.

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Photos of Italian actress Valentina Cortese in the 1940s and ’50s.

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Lower Temple Street/Stephenson Street, Birmingham, December 1982. Photograph by David Rostance.

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Images of the West: The lantern slides of Blackfeet Indians taken by Walter McClintock.

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Photos capture people at parties in the 1980s.

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Dieter Krehbiel. Sunset Tuileries Garden, Paris.

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Gondoliers, Venice, 1960s. Photographed by Giulio Corinaldi.

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Beautiful vintage color photographs of holidaymakers at Southend-on-Sea in 1953.

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Photos of John Lennon with Yoko Ono and his son Julian Lennon during rehearsals for the Rolling Stones Rock and Roll Circus in 1968.

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Congratulations to Louise Gluck for winning The Nobel Prize in Literature.

All Hallows

Even now this landscape is assembling. The hills darken. The oxen Sleep in their blue yoke, The fields having been Picked clean, the sheaves Bound evenly and piled at the roadside Among cinquefoil, as the toothed moon rises: This is the barrenness Of harvest or pestilence And the wife leaning out the window With her hand extended, as in payment, And the seeds Distinct, gold, calling Come here Come here, little one And the soul creeps out of the tree.                        

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