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The Natural Bridge, Virginia, 1852, Frederic Edwin Church
“I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.”
— This Side of Paradise, F. Scott Fitzgerald (b. 24 September 1896)
Here’s some selected pages from my publication ‘I LISTENED TO PINKERTON AND MADE THESE PICTURES’ because ye, thats what i did
November Afternoon, Stapleton Park, John Atkinson Grimshaw
https://www.wikiart.org/en/john-atkinson-grimshaw/november-afternoon-stapleton-park
“Stories like Beloved and We Have Always Lived in the Castle are about how the rhythms of households can hold people like gravity.”
— Dead Girls: Essays on Surviving an American Obsession, by Alice Bolin
Bill Vuksanovich, from JCA Annual 7 (1987)
“It seemed as if the Internet was governed more by fear: the fear of unpopularity and uncoolness, the fear of missing out, the fear of being flamed or forgotten.”
— Jonathan Franzen, Purity
Moonlight on the lake Roundhay Park Leeds, John Atkinson Grimshaw
“I felt dumb and subdued. Every time I tried to concentrate, my mind glided off, like a skater, into a large empty space, and pirouetted there, absently.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
View from Mount Holyoke, Northampton, Massachusetts, after a Thunderstorm—The Oxbow, Thomas Cole, 1836, American Decorative Arts
Gift of Mrs. Russell Sage, 1908 Size: 51 ½ x 76 in. (130.8 x 193 cm) Medium: Oil on canvas
https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/10497
Genesee Scenery, 1847, Thomas Cole
Medium: oil,canvas
Cornelis van Spaendonck, Still Life with Flowers, 1789 (detail)
Accumulating inspiration this weekend.
Vengeance. Madness. The Kingdom, lost. Nothing is as it seems. Daisy Ridley in Ophelia (2019) dir. Claire McCarthy
Sketches for an upcoming collage-based project on the short story The Laughing Man by JD Salinger
“And here’s the function that the book – the paper book that doesn’t beep or flash or link or let you watch a thousand videos all at once – does for you that nothing else will. It gives you the capacity for deep, linear concentration. As Ulin puts it: “Reading is an act of resistance in a landscape of distraction…. It requires us to pace ourselves. It returns us to a reckoning with time. In the midst of a book, we have no choice but to be patient, to take each thing in its moment, to let the narrative prevail. We regain the world by withdrawing from it just a little, by stepping back from the noise.””
— From Johann Hari’s essay in The Independent “How to Survive the Age of Distraction” (via icaicaer)
I know that nothing can change and I know there is no hope. (First Reformed)
Watching a movie in the middle of the day or god forbid in the MORNING is one of the weirdest feelings in the world. Things that aren’t illegal but feel like they should be