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“I confess that I am often lost in all the dimensions of time, that the past sometimes feels nearer than the present and I often fear the future has already happened.”
— Deborah Levy, Hot Milk
Maud Allan with the head of John the Baptist by Foulsham & Banfield | Vision of Salomé, first performed in Vienna, c. 1906–1910
Fallen Angels (1995), dir. Wong Kar Wai
“The high luxury of not having to explain…”
— Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry (via liebesfraulein)
Bittet (The Bite), Edvard Munch, 1914
Etching on cream wove paper
Poem 8 (1932, dir. Emlen Etting) short film
One Sings, the Other Doesn't (1977), dir. Agnès Varda
“Each year is like putting a new coat over all the old ones. Sometimes I reach into the pockets of my childhood and pull things out.”
— Simon Van Booy, from “Little Birds,” The Secret Lives of People in Lov (Turtle Point Press, 2007)
Lisbon, Portugal, 1998. Photos by Gueorgui Pinkhassov.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals
Joan Baez "The Ballad of Sacco & Vanzetti, Part 2" Montreux, 1973.
“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.”
― Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet.
Ivan Konstantinovich Aivazovsky (Russian, 1817–1900), "The Ninth Wave" (details), 1850
On this day in 1953, novelist Shirley Jackson replied to a disappointed reader.
Andy Warhol and The Velvet Underground, Hollywood Hills, Los Angeles, CA., 1966. Photo by Steve Schapiro.