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Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:47:57 -0500

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promiseskept: Tags and Borders (via Norma Frances)

Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:23:16 -0500

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Tags and Borders (via Norma Frances)

promiseskept: Tags (via Norma Frances)

Sun, 22 Nov 2009 16:22:59 -0500

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Tags (via Norma Frances)

monstersflash: treee:Joseph Cornell Object (Roses des Vents)...

Sat, 21 Nov 2009 15:53:31 -0500

monstersflash:

treee:Joseph Cornell

Object (Roses des Vents) was begun in 1942 and not finished until 1953. It is full of emblems of voyages Cornell never took, a little box of mummified waves and shrunken exotic coasts, peninsulas, planets, things set in compartments, with a drop-in panel containing twenty-one compasses, each with its needle pointing insouciantly in a different direction from that of its neighbor. Even the map on the inside of the lid, cut from some nineteenth-century German chart book, depicts an excessively remote coastline: that of the Great Australian Bight. The earth is presented not as our daily habitat but as one strange planet among others, which to Cornell it was.

"You’re not a kid anymore. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you..."

Fri, 20 Nov 2009 12:47:07 -0500

“You’re not a kid anymore. You have the right to choose your own life. You can start again. If you want a cat, all you have to do is choose a life in which you can have a cat. It’s simple. It’s your right.”

- (via capricious) (via bon-bon)

tsunamis: justoneplace: I can’t remember the dayand everything...

Wed, 18 Nov 2009 16:51:23 -0500

tsunamis:

justoneplace:

I can’t remember the day
and everything sounds
as if it’s on the bottom
of the ocean.

I want this
to be for you.

(Reblogging our own project b/c I’m in love with the photo S. took.)

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Wed, 18 Nov 2009 14:08:31 -0500

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"An artist’s only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone..."

Tue, 17 Nov 2009 14:24:46 -0500

““An artist’s only concern is to shoot for some kind of perfection, and on his own terms, not anyone else’s.””

- J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey (via freehugsforever)(via unicornology)

quietplains:heartliketwigs (via tiresome)

Mon, 16 Nov 2009 23:12:42 -0500

quietplains:heartliketwigs (via tiresome)

corinnegalvin:liquidnight:“I came upon twin fawns in the display...

Sat, 14 Nov 2009 16:52:06 -0500

corinnegalvin:liquidnight:“I came upon twin fawns in the display case of a mom and pop toy and science store in Kansas City, Missouri. It took me two years to win the trust of the shop owner and save the money to buy them. A taxidermist spotted a dead deer by the side of the road. He stopped to properly dispose of the body and realized she was pregnant. He opened her and found near full-term twin fawns, he removed and preserved them.

Deer rarely have twins and the taxidermist retained the uterine gesture of their bodies. I built them a vitrine with a light blue base. Their prematurity exaggerates the delicacy of an incredibly sweet thing. The points of their hooves, the length of their lashes, the spots of their hides, nose to small nose in an ur-cartoonish realism … Viewers’ eyes trick them into believing the fawns are breathing. The tragedy of beauty is its transience.

The twins live forever in their own demise. They are sleeping beauties.They have been muses since I first saw them … We dress death in lilies and bronze the names of our dead sons on walls. We erect altars of toys and hold candlelight vigils to express hope. My twin fawns sleep endlessly on their baby blue block in my studio. The twins never opened their eyes yet their wondrous fatality evokes an acceptable alternative to death.” — Peregrine Honig [via Ravishing Beasts]

sparrowskeleton:(via misswallflower)

Wed, 11 Nov 2009 12:17:43 -0500

sparrowskeleton:(via misswallflower)

"An intellectual is a man who says a simple thing in a difficult way, an artist is a man who says a..."

Tue, 10 Nov 2009 12:57:12 -0500

“An intellectual is a man who says a simple thing in a difficult way, an artist is a man who says a difficult thing in a simple way.”

- Bukowski (via lungful)