We were a silent, hidden thought in the folds of oblivion
and we have become a voice
that causes the heavens to tremble.
Images: © Marcel Steger
Text: Kahlil Gibran
Categories: photography, word
Tagged: cause, gidden, Heaven, heavens, Kahlil Gibran, Marcel Steger, mask, oblivion, photography, rabbit, silent, tremble, voice
Shall we, too, rise forgetful from our sleep,
And shall my soul that lies within your hand
Remember nothing, as the blowing sand
Forgets the palm where long blue shadows creep
When winds along the darkened desert sweep?
Or would it still remember, tho’ it spanned
A thousand heavens, while the planets fanned
The vacant ether with their voices deep?
Soul of my [...]
Categories: photography, poem
Tagged: beloved, crown, Death, Dom Agius, Heaven, love, nobility, poem, remember, Royal, Sara Teasdale, shadow, sleep
As a twig trembles, which a bird
Lights on to sing, then leaves unbent,
So is my memory thrilled and stirred;
I only know she came and went.
As clasps some lake, by gusts unriven,
The blue dome’s measureless content,
So my soul held that moment’s heaven;
I only know she came and went.
As, at one bound, our swift spring heaps
The orchards [...]
Categories: photography, poem
Tagged: Angel, come, Danniel, gaze, Heaven, James Russell Lowell, mask, nude, She Came and Went, Soul, Stefania Bonatelli, woman
Each of the Arts whose office is to
refine, purify, adorn, embellish and grace life is under the patronage of a Muse,
no god being found worthy to preside over them.
O! for a muse of fire, that would ascend the brightest heaven of invention.
Image: © Jannis Tsipoulanis October, 2009
Styling: Andrej Skok
Quotes: Eliza Farnham and William Shakespeare
Categories: exclusive, fashion, photography
Tagged: adorn, Andrej Skok, arts, embellish, fashion, fashion photography, first look, Grace, Heaven, invention, Jannis Tsipoulanis, muse, purify, refine
I love not man the less, but Nature more.
Ye stars! which are the poetry of heaven!
Be thou the rainbow in the storms of life.
The evening beam that smiles the clouds away,
and tints tomorrow with prophetic ray.
Quotes: Lord Byron
Categories: Uncategorized
Tagged: beam, clouds, evening, Heaven, Life, Lord Byron, men, nature, poetry, prophetic, rainbow, smiles, stars, thought, Tomorrow
A Robin Redbreast in a cage
Puts all Heaven in a rage.
A skylark wounded on the wing
Doth make a cherub cease to sing.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be beloved by men.
Images: © Håvard Flaatten, courtesy of the artist
Poem: Three Things to Remember by William Blake (1757 – 1827)
Categories: photography, word
Tagged: beloved, cherub, Håvard Flaatten, Heaven, little, Rage, Redbreast, Robin, sing, Three Things to Remember, William Blake, wing
Written with a pen, sealed with a kiss.
If you’re my friend please answer this – are we friends or are we not?
You told me once but I forgot.
Tell me now and tell me true,
So I can say, “I’m here for you,”
Of all the friends I’ve ever met, you’re the one I won’t forget.
And if I [...]
Categories: pets, photography, poem
Tagged: Are you my friend?, Dog, Friend, Heaven, Hell, Judgment Day, pets, Roberto Foddai, You
I am your friend and my love for you goes deep.
There is nothing I can give you which you have not got,
But there is much, very much, that, while I cannot give it, you can take.
No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today. Take heaven!
No peace lies in the future [...]
Categories: history of art, music, painting, word
Tagged: After the Misdeed, Fra Giovanni Giocondo, Friend, Heaven, Jean Béraud, love, National Gallery London, Riceboy Sleeps
