In stillness like this, memory feels less like a record and more like a landscape— shifting, quiet, impossible to measure. What stays, what fades, is never as linear as we pretend.
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Geography of Absence
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In stillness like this, memory feels less like a record and more like a landscape— shifting, quiet, impossible to measure. What stays, what fades, is never as linear as we pretend.
(Photo: d.)
Geography of Absence
Early May, 2025. By Jacob Hubertus. Follow me on Instagram
Reflective Mood
Artist: Carl J. Nordell (American, 1885–1957)
Date: c. 1920
Medium: Oil on canvas
Collection: The Cleveland Museum of Art, Cleveland, Ohio, United States
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Rainy Days and the Texture of Feeling~
There was something in the air today, a strange kind of stillness. It rained in Düsseldorf after many days of sunshine— but not the kind of rain that chills the bones. It was warm. Soft. A spring drizzle. And still, it felt unusual to me. Having grown up in Lebanon, where warm weather always meant dry skies, I am still surprised—decades later—when spring rain comes. The warmth and rain…
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Time to enjoy a quiet evening and push all worries and problems far away...
There is always a point where the vista opens and the body hesitates.
A line of metal and wire meant to reassure — a promise that someone has already measured the danger for you.
But it also marks something else: the place where imagination begins, where the mind leans forward further than the body can safely follow.
The world stretches on, vast and indifferent, and here I am — contained, protected, standing at the boundary between awe and surrender.
Standing before beauty, five steps away from certain death.
(Photo: d.)