From the Other Side

zitterberg: Ivan Marchuk

Thu, 07 Mar 2013 21:08:54 +0800

Ivan Marchuk

"I do not know who I am, where I am going — and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these..."

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 01:04:16 +0800

“I do not know who I am, where I am going — and I am the one who has to decide the answers to these hideous questions.”

- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via frenchtwist)

aseaofquotes: Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy and Midnight All Day

Mon, 04 Mar 2013 01:03:52 +0800

aseaofquotes:

Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy and Midnight All Day

"The past is hidden somewhere outside the realm, beyond the reach of intellect, in some material..."

Sat, 23 Feb 2013 20:55:26 +0800

“The past is hidden somewhere outside the realm, beyond the reach of intellect, in some material object (in the sensation which that material object will give us) which we do not suspect. And as for that object, it depends on chance whether we come upon it or not before we ourselves must die.”

- Remembrance of Things Past: Swann’s Way, Marcel Proust

"You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free."

Sat, 23 Feb 2013 15:12:42 +0800

“You must love in such a way that the person you love feels free.”

- Thich Nhat Hanh

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Tue, 12 Feb 2013 23:22:00 +0800

thatjessjohnson: Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 02:46:20 +0800

thatjessjohnson:

Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

"Tell yourself as it gets cold and gray falls from the air that you will go on walking, hearing the..."

Fri, 01 Feb 2013 17:19:58 +0800

“Tell yourself
as it gets cold and gray falls from the air
that you will go on
walking, hearing
the same tune no matter where
you find yourself—
inside the dome of dark
or under the cracking white
of the moon’s gaze in a valley of snow.
Tonight as it gets cold
tell yourself
what you know which is nothing
but the tune your bones play
as you keep going. And you will be able
for once to lie down under the small fire
of winter stars.
And if it happens that you cannot
go on or turn back
and you find yourself
where you will be at the end,
tell yourself
in that final flowing of cold through your limbs
that you love what you are.”

- Mark Strand, “Lines for Winter” (via litverve)

imprecise: Ben Heine

Tue, 11 Dec 2012 19:18:36 +0800

imprecise:

Ben Heine

sotlylaisse: Jean Tinguely, Metamatic No. 9, 1958

Sat, 08 Dec 2012 16:24:56 +0800

sotlylaisse:

Jean Tinguely, Metamatic No. 9, 1958

designandcrime: Jean Tinguely - Homage to New York (1960) Jean...

Sat, 08 Dec 2012 16:24:48 +0800

designandcrime:

Jean Tinguely - Homage to New York (1960)

Jean Tinguely was asked in 1960 to produce a work to be performed in the Sculpture Garden of the Museum of Modern Art in New York. In collaboration with other artists/engineers, among them Billy Klüver and Robert Rauschenberg, he produced a self-destroying mechanism that performed for 27 minutes during a public performance for invited guests. In the end, the public browsed the remnants of the machine for souvenirs to take home.

madonnadelleconchiglie: Metropolis, G. Grosz

Sat, 08 Dec 2012 16:10:20 +0800

madonnadelleconchiglie:

Metropolis, G. Grosz

wehammeredanailintothewall: Widmung an Oskar Panizza - George...

Sat, 08 Dec 2012 16:10:08 +0800

wehammeredanailintothewall:

Widmung an Oskar Panizza - George Grosz (1917/18)

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Thu, 06 Dec 2012 16:03:29 +0800

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Sun, 25 Nov 2012 12:36:35 +0800

"I to seek among fragments something unbroken - I to whom there is no beauty enough in moon or tree;..."

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 03:32:29 +0800

“I to seek among fragments something unbroken - I to whom there is no beauty enough in moon or tree; to whom the touch of one person with another is all, yet who cannot grasp even that, who am so imperfect, so weak.”

- Virginia Woolf, The Waves

"This is the silence of astounded souls."

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 03:19:42 +0800

“This is the silence of astounded souls.”

- Sylvia Plath, from “Crossing the Water” (via wuthering-heights)

"I will start out this evening with an assertion: fantasy is a place where it rains"

Thu, 01 Nov 2012 03:19:37 +0800

“I will start out this evening with an assertion: fantasy is a place where it rains”

- Italo Calvino (via yllwofthelmns)

Well, you see, I’m a lover, too.

Tue, 30 Oct 2012 16:29:22 +0800

Well, you see, I’m a lover, too.

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Mon, 29 Oct 2012 12:30:16 +0800