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erin wasson by nan goldin

The Pandorian — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 07:29:40 +0000

Images:
Erin Wasson by Nan Goldin ©
for Scanlan & Theodore

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls

The Pandorian — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 13:33:41 +0000

I dreamt that I dwelt in marble halls,
With vassals and serfs at my side.

But I also dreamt, which pleased me most,
That you lov’d me still the same.

Images: © Daniel Sannwald, styled by Stevie Westgarth with Jacob Coupe and Charlie France for Harper’s Bazaar China.
Text: From a libretto by Alfred Bunn, I Dreamt I Dwelt In Marble Halls from the opera The Bohemian Girl, Act 2. (c. 1841), set to music by Michael William Balfe.

how soon is now?

The Pandorian — Sat, 28 Aug 2010 12:32:45 +0000

So when you say it’s gonna happen now.
Well when exactly do you mean?
See I’ve already waited too long.
And all my hope is gone!

Images: © Bell Soto, styled by John Tan with Dan Felton in the editorial Kingdom for the Asian webzine Visual Tales, 2010
Text: From the 1984 song How Soon Is Now? by Morrissey

kate moss

The Pandorian — Sun, 22 Aug 2010 10:56:13 +0000

Images:
© Mert Alas and Marcus Piggott, styled by Alex White with Kate Moss
for W Magazine, September 2008

fashion classics with bruce weber

The Pandorian — Sun, 22 Aug 2010 10:14:10 +0000

Images:
© Bruce Weber, styled by Alex White with Kate Moss for W Magazine, July 2008

mert & marcus

The Pandorian — Sun, 08 Aug 2010 18:06:55 +0000

Images:
Photography by Mert Alas & Marcus Piggott ©
Styled by Alex White for W magazine, February, 2009

milla jovovich by simon upton

The Pandorian — Sat, 31 Jul 2010 18:00:20 +0000

Images:
© Simon Upton with Milla Jovovich for Harper’s Bazaar Singapore, April 2010

tom munro

The Pandorian — Fri, 30 Jul 2010 15:40:39 +0000

the body beautiful

The Pandorian — Wed, 28 Jul 2010 16:37:14 +0000

Tell them dear, that if eyes were made for seeing,
Then beauty is its own excuse for being.

the secrets of your heart

The Pandorian — Sat, 17 Jul 2010 10:32:01 +0000

When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
As the north wind lays waste the garden.

All these things shall love do unto you
that you may know the secrets of your heart,
and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life’s heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only
love’s peace and love’s pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness
and pass out of love’s threshing floor,
Into the seasonless world where you
shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears.

Images: © Severio Cardia
Text: From The Prophet (1923), a book of 26 poetic essays written by the Lebanese-born American artist, philosopher and writer Khalil Gibran (1883 – 1931).