July 2010
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Jul 30th
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“And those seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who couldn’t hear the...”
– Fredric Nietzsche via zneeem  
Jul 30th
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Jul 30th
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Noctiluca miliaris, or “thousand nightlights”, or many people call it the “light of the sea”. It is an organism which looks like a transparant balloon with a small tail. It produces that bioluminecense light of the sea, to scare of its predators. One summernight I swam with a transparant costume stuffed with small glow in the dark sticks in the nortsea. I was an obvious enemy; the...
Jul 29th
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We have lost even this twilight. No one saw us this evening hand in hand while the blue night dropped on the world. I have seen from my window the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops. Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand. I remembered you with my soul clenched in that sadness of mine that you know. Where were you then? Who else was there? Saying what? Why will the whole...
Jul 29th
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“Early Chinese myths told of pearls falling from the sky when dragons fought....”
Jul 27th
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Jul 27th
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Jul 26th
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Jul 26th
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“So comes to us at times, from the unknown And inaccessible solitudes of being,...”
– Henry Longfellow
Jul 26th
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The terrifyingly deliberate prelude and sudden, reckless flight; the dangerous glitter of silver in a twist of fraying cable - standing under her open parasol Fusako watched it all. She felt load after heavy load of freight being lifted from her and whisked away on the powerful arm of a crane - suddenly,but after long and careful preparation. She thrilled to the sight of cargo no man could move...
Jul 26th
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Jul 26th
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Josef Koudelka, Piedmont
Jul 25th
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Jul 22nd
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Jul 22nd
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“I saw them, and imagined her hammering the letters into the soft red flesh of...”
Jul 22nd
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Jul 22nd
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And once again I tried to explain to her and to myself what incomprehensible feelings had been weighing on me over the last few days; how I kept thinking, like a madman, that there were mysterious signs and portents all around me here; how it even seemed to me as if the silent façades of the buildings knew something ominous about me, how I had always believed I must be alone, and in spite of my...
Jul 22nd
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“Water and air. So very commonplace are these substances, they hardly attract...”
– Hiroshi Sugimoto
Jul 22nd
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Jul 22nd
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How admirable, to see lightning, and not think life is fleeting. Bashô 
Jul 22nd
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Horses by Steven Klein; curated by Haider Ackermann.
Jul 22nd
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From the trees planted by dusk in our rooms that were set on fire we’ll slowly untie the glass pigeons, that eternal foliage; they’ll grow rustling on our shoulders and arms, and there will be no wind, but rather a pool of shadows, in which you cannot take root, a frozen lake, in which the drowned are competing for the crown of scales, and life is the boat at the shore, abandoned by its oars. A...
Jul 20th
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“As if you were on fire from within. The moon lives in the lining of your skin.”
Jul 20th
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Jul 20th
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            Jenny, the pain is dull, it is cold, it settles into the spine and smells of the ice cubes that tinkle when my glass clinks with yours.             Jenny, describe this little town the mmm’s of mountains, the aimless dogs trotting the peripheries, sniffing at the ash and junk. I move toward you and you move toward me, we lock together and come apart, Jenny, how can I...
Jul 19th
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When I close my eyes, Jenny, I see everything and everyone I have ever known falling at once, and I see the wind                                                               which is made of fine blue wires and clouds marching like animal armies across the sky: they are elephants linked tail to trunk, and they fall too. If I could have back but one small part of my diminishing mind, but one of...
Jul 19th
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WatchWatch
(via perplexe, ccalm)
Jul 18th
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“At night I think of my piano in its ocean grave, and sometimes of myself...”
– The Piano, Ada 
Jul 18th
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Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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With a chaste heart - with pure eyes - I celebrate your beauty.  Holding the leash of blood so that it might leap out  and trace your outline while you lie down in my Ode  As in a land of forests or in surf,  in aromatic loam or in sea music Beautiful nude -  Equally beautiful your feet  arched by primeval tap of wind and sound.  Your ears, small shells of the splendid American sea. Your...
Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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“The metal material is totally altered and it is also sculpted in different...”
– Darcy Miro, Jeweller
Jul 17th
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Jul 17th
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Jul 15th
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“Life is ten percent what happens to you and ninety percent how you respond to...”
– Lou Holtz 
Jul 15th
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Jul 15th
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And that was what now she often felt the need of — to think; well not even to think. To be silent; to be alone. All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others. Virginia Woolf, To The Lighthouse via risely-evan, daysofreading
Jul 15th
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Jul 14th
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Jul 14th
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Jul 14th
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Francesco Bonami is the artistic director of Pitti Immagine and senior curator at large of the Museum of Contemporary Art in Chicago. On the occasion of Pitti Woman Nº6, he offered this insightful, elegant prose to preface Haider Ackermann’s carnet de voyage, the inspiration journal created for A Carte Blanche called ‘Opium’. Forget about me – The candle’s been snuffed. The Emperor, the...
Jul 14th
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Jul 14th
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Elie Saab if I could reincarnate as one of your dresses. I think I would live a pretty full life. For now I’ll settle burning my eyes on the screen. 
Jul 13th
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Jul 13th
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Homosexuality, is regarded as shameful by barbarians and by those who live under despotic governments just as philosophy is regarded as shameful by them, because it is apparently not in the interest of such rulers to have great ideas engendered in their subjects, or powerful frendships or passionate love-all of which homosexuality is particularly apt to produce. Plato The noble lover of beauty...
Jul 12th
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Jul 12th
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Jul 12th
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In the 1960s, a student at Harvard Law School addressed parents and alumni with these words: The streets of our country are in turmoil. The universities are filled with students rebelling and rioting. Communists are seeking to destroy our country. Russia is threatening us with her might. And the republic is in danger. Yes! danger from within and without. We need law and order! Without law and...
Jul 12th