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“Thaw” by Leonid Popov (USSR, 1957)
Alfred Stevens (1823 - 1903) The Letter (fragment)
I, Maya Plisetskaya by Maya Plisetskaya // Princess Tarakanova by Konstantin Flavitsky
“Eat heartily and be beautiful. Dieting is the bunk. I hear nothing but talk about eighteen day diets wherever I go. But not for me. To live well and happily, one must eat well. Good eating does far more to make women beautiful than fasting.” – Lili Damita in 1929. Photo: 1929.
Lili Damita by Atelier Manasse. 1920′s.
Lili Damita in The Woman Between (Victor Schertxinger, 1931)
1930′s
Nella Regini Edna Best Lili Damita Louise Brooks Anita Berber Unknown French Woman Anaïs Nin Via Kasbah Salomè
Giardino dipinto (inizi I sec.), particolari, dalla Casa del Bracciale d'oro - Parco archeologico di Pompei, Napoli.
Patti Smith by Robert Mapplethorpe
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25.01.1975 Melody Maker magazine
“Friend.”
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Mary Oliver, "From West Wind." Devotions
“I’d spent the last three years trying to build up some kind of a skin, so I wouldn’t drip with blood every time I brushed up against something.”
— White Oleander, Janet Fitch (via decreation)