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Some people spend their whole life searching for what I found in his eyes.
Ca. late 17th - early 18th century gold posy ring.
Inscribed interior reads: TREW LOVE IS MY DESYRE.
Beginners (2010)
“Here. Here is simple and happy. That’s what I meant to give you”.
Robert Mapplethorpe | Orchid, 1985
Remembering what it felt to be held and kissed by friends and strangers.
I like to remember things my own way. How I remembered them, not necessarily the way they happened.
David Lynch, Lost Highway. (Faber & Faber, March 1, 1997) (via The Vale of Soul-Making)
Mercedes with driftwood arm overhead; Provincetown, MA Author/Creator: Matter, Herbert, 1907-1984
https://exhibits.stanford.edu/herbert-matter/browse
Famed opera singer, and mezzo-soprano Grace Bumbry (1967)
My Random photos 2020 - Jumy-M Thank you all my tumblr friends and followers. I wish you a happy and healthy New Year!
The Story of the Last Chrysanthemum (Kenji Mizoguchi, 1939)
Christian Lacroix Duchesse Satin dress photographed by Irving Penn, Paris, 1996.
Close Fit Naomi Campbell by Herb Ritts Vogue April 1989.
“[W]hat does the sentence “If you eat this fruit you will die” mean for Eve who is in a place where there is no death?”
– Hélène Cixous, Readings: The Poetics of Blanchot, Joyce, Kakfa, Kleist, Lispector, and Tsvetayeva (via lachantefleurie)
Paul Newman & Joanne Woodward in The Long, Hot Summer (1958)
Casablanca (1942) dir. Michael Curtiz
American Girl in Italy, 1951. Image: Ruth Orkin