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27.7.10
i am.
an interactive photography and installation work by Cybil Gustafson and
Jackie Young
. I love the downcast eyes and reassuring hand on the shoulder of Shy.
You have brains in your head.
have feet in your shoes.
you can steer yourself
any direction you choose.
+tilly losch.
Night hung like a velvet curtain.
Seydou Keita
Mert.
.and Marcus flock together.
Remember me.
.when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand.
Diane Arbus
Ballon Rouge
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
kahlil gibran
We should boycott women who don't cry.
You prefer me in pyjamas or an overnight gown, my darling.
Pyjamas.
I'll wear my overnight gown. It's more practical.
Anna Karina: Virgo
Angela: Virgo.
I truely love Une Femme est une Femme.
All dolled up.
Hans Bellmer. Poupee
The ever more.
.beautiful, Charotte Rampling.
the night porter
helmut newton
paolo roversi
To love you less.
.I would have to be around you more.
KikiadoresyouMan.
Kiki by Fernand Leger.
'Come'
..said death
chosing her as his
partner for
the last dance. And she,
who in life
had done everything
with a birds grace,
opened her bill now
for the shedding
of one sigh no
heavier than a feather.
r.s.thomas.
Sarah Moon
Her face was devoured.
.by two enormous eyes.
The incredible Tilda Swinton as the intoxicating Marchesa Luisa Casati captured by the inimitable Paolo Roversi for Acne paper.
images via
silent storyteller
We're all mad here.
Arthur Rackham
Annie Leibovitz/Grace Coddington
Jan Svankmajer
Some things never happen.
This one will. Silent. Steven Meisel.
The human condition.
Jim Goldberg
She struggles.
She is all the time trying to climb through, but nobody could climb though that pattern - it strangles so.
Francesca Woodman
: Photographer
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i am.
You have brains in your head.
Night hung like a velvet curtain.
Mert.
Remember me.
Ballon Rouge
We should boycott women who don't cry.
All dolled up.
The ever more.
To love you less.
'Come'
Her face was devoured.
We're all mad here.
Some things never happen.
The human condition.
She struggles.
Such stuff.