Robert Doisneau, Paris, 1942
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Robert Doisneau, Paris, 1942
John F. Kennedy’s favorite photo of himself, in Hyannis Port, 1959.
Hogwarts is my home.
I’m like that. Either I forget right away or I never forget.
Samuel Beckett; “Waiting for Godot” (via ohfairies)
Igor Stravinsky by Arnold Newman, 1946.
Plaque at St. Bart’s hospital in London.
I wanted a metamorphosis, a change to fish, to leviathan, to destroyer. I wanted the earth to open up, to swallow everything in one engulfing yawn. I wanted to see the city buried fathoms deep in the bosom of the sea. I wanted to sit in a cave and read by candlelight. I wanted that eye extinguished so that I might have a chance to know my own body, my own desires. I wanted to be alone for a thousand years in order to reflect on what I had seen and heard - and in order to forget.”
Henry Miller
Yves Saint Laurent at work, 1950s
Behind the scenes of West Side Story (1961)
Keeanu Reeves by Deborah Feingold.
My Neighbor Totoro (1988)
Claude Monet in his atelier
Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Katherine Mansfield dated 13 February 1921,stating: “What I admire in you so much is your transparent quality. [In Jacob’s Room] I’m always, chopping & changing from one level to another. I think what I’m at is to change the consciousness, & so to break up the awful stodge…I feel as if I didn’t want just all realism any more—only thoughts & feelings—no cups & tables.”
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle’s “The Sign of the Four” printed in Gregg shorthand, c.1916 (x)