Continential breakfast, Niall McDiarmid

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The Bowery Presents

Kiana Khansmith
Mike Driver
noise dept.
Cosimo Galluzzi
Doug Jones

Origami Around
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One Nice Bug Per Day
YOU ARE THE REASON
ojovivo
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Sweet Seals For You, Always
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
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occasionally subtle

blake kathryn
Claire Keane

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Continential breakfast, Niall McDiarmid
American wasteland.
Trona, 2019.
Santa Barbra by spitting venom
My aloneness // Ilha da Barreta, aug 2019
Ada Limón
Reuben Wu’s Bolivia Landscapes
For the launch of the XT Camera System, Phase One wanted to work with a photographer who was capturing landscapes in an extraordinary way. Enter fine art photographer Reuben Wu.
Reuben’s images are sometimes described as otherworldly, and often use artificial light to selectively light a scene or create shapes. His unique style benefits from the travel-friendly design and intuitive full digital integration of the XT Camera System. This post features some of the images Reuben took with the XT Camera System during his trip to Bolivia.
Tucson : Bella Nugent
2019-09-14
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Mary MacLane, fragments on being a woman, from I Await the Devil’s Coming.
“Through the words a little daylight still passed.”
— Maurice Blanchot, from “Awaiting Oblivion”, translated from French by John Gregg (via finita–la–commedia)
“Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars.”
— Victor Hugo, Ninety-Three (via weepling)
“You have always been alone in a room wanting any small other to ask anything of you which is the only thing that makes you sure you’re you.”
— Rachel Zucker, from “Death Project [poem],” The American Poetry Review (vol. 48, no. 3, May/June 2019)