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A finger painting with a little ink pen. “For a moment...

Thu, 23 May 2013 23:04:03 -0400

A finger painting with a little ink pen.

“For a moment she rediscovered the meaning of her life. She was here on earth to make sense of its wild enchantment and to call each thing by its right name” ― Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago

farewell-kingdom: Nina Katchadourian - Sorted Books “I suddenly...

Thu, 23 May 2013 11:40:05 -0400

Nina Katchadourian - Sorted Books

“I suddenly recalled a moment in the university library when, looking for a book, I had turned my head sideways as I walked down the stacks and thought how spectacular it would be if all the titles formed an accidental sentence when read one after the other in a long chain. Standing amidst the bookshelves in Half Moon Bay, my next move was simply to make this imaginary accident real. I spent days shifting and arranging books, composing them so that their titles formed short sentences. The exercise was intimate, like a form of portraiture, and it felt important that the books I selected should function as a cross section of the larger collection.”

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Wed, 22 May 2013 22:18:55 -0400

greenmountainstateofmind: devils thumb, alaska

Wed, 22 May 2013 20:11:35 -0400

greenmountainstateofmind:

devils thumb, alaska

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Wed, 22 May 2013 13:46:26 -0400

imonislandtime: An Attempt To Tip The Scales // Bright Eyes...

Sun, 19 May 2013 22:49:39 -0400

imonislandtime:

An Attempt To Tip The Scales // Bright Eyes (Cover)

so that last video i posted inspired me to do my own cover

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Sun, 19 May 2013 21:45:15 -0400

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Sun, 19 May 2013 21:42:48 -0400

2headedsnake: Adara Sanchez Anguiano

Mon, 13 May 2013 21:47:55 -0400

2headedsnake:

Adara Sanchez Anguiano

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Mon, 13 May 2013 17:56:45 -0400

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Mon, 13 May 2013 12:56:54 -0400

cassadaga-poison: It’s transparent

Mon, 13 May 2013 00:14:54 -0400

cassadaga-poison:

It’s transparent

cervid: Yosemite Valley_1989 (by cc-2412)

Mon, 13 May 2013 00:09:18 -0400

cervid:

Yosemite Valley_1989 (by cc-2412)

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Wed, 08 May 2013 23:52:03 -0400

danakandic: I took a 7 week coast to coast road trip after...

Wed, 08 May 2013 21:07:26 -0400

danakandic:

I took a 7 week coast to coast road trip after being laid off from Boeing. I didn’t have a camper but realized that being able to pull off the road at a rest or truck stop was the way to go to make the trip affordable. With a few sheets of 1/2” plywood and misc. hardware this is what I came up with. The effort was well worth the time and materials.

I want to do this

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Tue, 07 May 2013 21:36:43 -0400

photosynthelys: mikekinsella: Bright Eyes - It’s Cool, We Can...

Mon, 06 May 2013 23:20:58 -0400

photosynthelys:

mikekinsella:

Bright Eyes - It’s Cool, We Can Still Be Friends

I want to die a lot when I listen to this

bbook: Yeah, because sometimes the movie was ready to go, but...

Mon, 06 May 2013 00:33:16 -0400

bbook:

Yeah, because sometimes the movie was ready to go, but life wasn’t ready. For instance, I had always written this movie to take place on the beach. It was called Blue Valentine, and it took place on the ocean. I called up Michelle and told her that Ryan was on board, and I said, Pack your bags, we’re going to California. And she said, I can’t. And I said, Why not? And she said, I promised my daughter I’d keep her in school, I’d tuck her in bed every night and drive her to school every morning. And I said, Look, there’s beds in California, and you can get a tutor. And she said, I can’t do it, I promised her. I understood, because I’m a parent and I knew she didn’t want to break a promise to her kid, so I hung up the phone and thought about recasting. Then I thought to myself, If she could just make that kind of selfless decision for someone else in her life over a film that she loved so much, then that’s the reason why she is the only person to be in this movie. So I called her back the next day and I said, I’ve got a deal for you. If I can get you home every night to tuck her in and every morning to take her to school, will you do it?” And she said, That’s the most generous thing anyone’s ever offered me. So we picked a place that was an hour from where she lived, and for me, that was a turning point, because the film was never about the place, it was about the people.

jacksonismyfirstname: “Each time I’m asked to tell about myself, I find myself starting the same...

Sun, 05 May 2013 22:19:32 -0400

jacksonismyfirstname:

“Each time I’m asked to tell about myself, I find myself starting the same way: “My name is Kelsey and I’m nineteen..” but what I’d really like to say is: “My name means island of the ships but once I found a translation that said I’m a burning shipwreck- not a burning ship but a ship that has caught fire after the wreckage and well, I’d say that’s more fitting.” I’ve learned that people don’t have time for about me’s. They need two things: a name and an indication you’re someone special. The doctors, they want facts not details. “I broke my leg when I was three, it’s a funny story actually-“ The right or the left? Conversation over. The teachers, they want interests, hobbies. You’re sad, yes, but what do you like to do? The adults are a spew of questions. What school do you go to? What classes are you taking? What do you plan on becoming? Got a boyfriend? No, stop. People my own age are the worst. “I’m planning on an English degree with a concentration in creative writing.” Yeah, aren’t we all. So how many times have you, you know, done it? I’m pulled apart, my interests travelling highway 2 my goals at a stop light at traffic hour, my medical history on a billboard for the world to see. But what about me? Where’s the chance to say, “I hang on to fistfuls of poetry like loose change in my pockets, and I keep waiting for the day that the world turns upside down so I can swim with the stars. I’m not afraid of darkness, it’s a loneliness I can empathize with it. It’s the blackholes like cigarette burns inside of me that get troublesome. I walk through graveyards and read the dashes between years, each a story I’ll never know. Sometimes I create my own.” No one, none of us know who we are anymore.”

— Kelsey Danielle, “I Was Told to Write and About Me and This is What Happened” (via ignify)

inestagrammm: Poison Oak- Bright Eyes

Sun, 05 May 2013 12:37:51 -0400

inestagrammm:

Poison Oak- Bright Eyes