Tag Archives: woman

francis a willey 0

So, so, break off this last lamenting kiss,
Which sucks two souls, and vapours both away,
Turn thou ghost that way, and let me turn this,
And let our selves benight our happiest day.
Images: © Francis A Willey
Text: John Donne quotes (English poet, 1572-1631)

elise boularan 1

One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure its worth watching.
Images: © Elise Boularan

cécilia jauniau 0

It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives valiantly; who [...]

joachim baldauf: der traum vom leben 0

Images: © Joachim Baldauf, Der traum vom leben, 2009. To be shown in Lingering Whispers exhibition from the 6th of May 2010 in London.

she came and went 0

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 [...]

discovering beauty 0

We live only to discover beauty. All else is a form of waiting.

Images: © Stefania Bonatelli, Danniel, 2009. Courtesy of the artist.
Quote: Kahlil Gibran

carolyn cowan interview 4

How often does society praise and laud strong men yet reject and vilify and run scared and confused from bold, intelligent and beautiful women? How frequently do we demand the stereotype of excelling in a single field or ouvre alone, Jacks and Jills of all trades unnerving and unsettling us? All of which makes the [...]

cyrille weiner & christophe haleb: 2 fresh 2 die 0

Images:
A collaboration between
© Cyrille Weiner & Christophe Haleb
2 Fresh 2 Die
2008
70 x 100 cm

the purity of grace 0

The light of love, the purity of grace,
The mind, the Music breathing from her face,
The heart whose softness harmonized the whole,
And, oh! the eye was in itself a Soul!
Image: © Rodney Smith
Text: From the Bride of Abydos by Lord Byron (1788-1824)

night thoughts 0

We live in deeds, not years: in thoughts, not breaths;
In feelings, not in figures on a dial.
We should count time by heart-throbs. He most lives
Who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.

Still seems it strange, that thou shouldst live forever?
Is it less strange, that thou shouldst live at all?
This is a miracle; and that [...]