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dear-felix:

Karl by Giacomo Cosua
"

I’d like to speak of this memory…

but it’s so faded now…as though nothing is left—

because it was so long ago, in my early adolescent years.

A skin as though of jasmine…

that August evening—was it August?—

I can still just recall the blue eyes: blue, I think they were…

Ah yes, blue: a sapphire blue.

"

*

c.p.cavafy

(via loverofbeauty)

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showstudio:

Cropped image of Robbie - Willy Vanderperre (scanned from 100 Designers)Dear everyone -This is (sadly enough) my last photo I will be posting here. People who know me well probably understand why I choose this photo * I hope you all had a lovely week following this curation, I sure enjoyed it very much!Goodbye SHOWstudio.
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somedevil:

Josef Albers, from the series Day and Night: Homage to the Square, 1963
"If you persist in throttling your impulses you end by becoming a clot of phlegm. You finally spit out a gob which completely drains you and which you only realize years later was not a gob of spit but your inmost self. If you lose that you will always race through dark streets like a madman pursued by phantoms. You will always be able to say with perfect sincerity: «I don’t know what I want to do in life.» You can push yourself clean through the filament of life and come out at the wrong end of the telescope, seeing everything beyond you, out of grasp, and diabolically twisted. From then on the game’s up. Whichever direction you take you will find yourself in a hall of mirrors; you will race like a madman, searching for an exit, to find that you are surrounded only by distorted images of your own sweet self."

— Sexus, Henry Miller

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sirilaf:

Walk through a line of neon lights (2005), Michel François
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loverofbeauty:

South Park High School,  Texas (1972) via Shorpy.com
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Ferry Van Der Nat   

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somethingtoseeorhear:

Jean-Michael Basquiat
Out Getting Ribs
1982. Pencil on paper