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Lacrimile cad în sufletul meu aşa cum ploaia cade peste oraş.
Paul Verlaine
Lesser Ury, Unter den Linden (1920)
Jedes Kunstwerk ist eigentlich eine Skizze, die erst durch unsere Fantasie vollendet wird. (Sigmund Graff)
🎨 Albert Birkle - "Berlin - Blick
auf den Mühlendamm"
5/6
that this world is really nothing but a moment caught in light,
That behind, or else before it, all that one can see is night.
Just like whirls of dust and powder thousands of live granules play
in a glorious ray's dominion and pass over with the ray.
3/6
and in endlessness begotten, endless swarms of light are thronging
towards life, forever driven by an infinite of longing.
And in this great world, we, children of a world grotesquely small,
raise upon our tiny planet anthills to o'ertop the All...
How sad they are,
the promises we never return to.
They stay in our mouths,
roughen the tongue, lead lives of their own.
Houses built and unwittingly lived in.
Jane Hirshfield
(see thread)
#autumn #melancholy
photos & sketches by @AstaMuratti
There is a breath of individual emotion and personality inside each animal portrait by Jennifer Gennari, as if their soul was captured within the paint. Her work is the definition of Labor of Love.
Interview with the NYC based artist:
https://t.co/nfSKlCGy1D
The city as we imagine it, soft city of illusion, myth, aspiration, and nightmare, is as real, maybe more real, than the hard city one can locate on maps.
Jonathan Raban, Soft City
François Schuiten - illustration for "Les Cites Obscures"
"Nature does not stand still and does not maintain the kind of equilibrium that guarantees the survival of any particular species, least of all the survival of her greatest and most fragile product: man."
Ayn Rand*
🎨 @sznecke 'Blind Destruction'
We like beauty, don’t we? It does something to us on a cellular level, makes us feel alive, enriched. Beautiful art opens our eyes, repositions our sight and judgement. Captures forever that which is fleeting.
Sarah Winman, Still Life
art by @PamJohns6