mercredi 22 août 2012

Days




What are days for?
Days are where we live.   
They come, they wake us   
Time and time over.
They are to be happy in:   
Where can we live but days?

Ah, solving that question
Brings the priest and the doctor   
In their long coats
Running over the fields.

- Philip Larkin

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Summer (in London, if I must put caption under each picture) is - seeing the RA summer exhibition and Edvard Munch, reading with sunglasses on, iced white wine on Charlotte Street, walking amidst wild flowers, having very late brunch at Lantana

Or,

summer is strolling at your own pace, getting half drunk and fully happy already at mid-day, humming to the sound of the rain, savouring each unphotographable moments.

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dimanche 20 mai 2012

Bubbly


* from Park&Cube // Le Fur Coat // A Lovely Being // marie-acidrain //Freunde von Freunden



'I only drink Champagne when I'm happy, 
and when I'm sad. sometimes I drink it when I'm alone. 
when I have company, I consider it obligatory. 
I trifle with it if I am not hungry and drink it when I am. 
otherwise I never touch it - unless I'm thirsty.'
- Lily Bollinger



Oh yes
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vendredi 20 avril 2012

Afloat





You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. 
- Henry David Thoreau

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jeudi 12 avril 2012

Cinematic Writing IX



APRIL is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

...

She turns and looks a moment in the glass,
Hardly aware of her departed lover;
Her brain allows one half-formed thought to pass:
“Well now that’s done: and I’m glad it’s over.”
When lovely woman stoops to folly and
Paces about her room again, alone,
She smoothes her hair with automatic hand,
And puts a record on the gramophone.

- T. S. Eliot, The Waste Land


samedi 31 mars 2012

Hop Nop


My Ode to Jean-Luc Godard II tote from I Miss You Already, with the usual cluster // Trinity Hall, Cambridge // Coffee, book and no cigarette at Notes Covent Garden // First blossom // 'Paris is always a good idea' - Audrey Hepburn

Why is spring always so elusive?

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lundi 19 mars 2012

When I am not blogging I read...









*kinfolk magazine: journal and gallery


Just because...

Luxury is not a necessity to me, but beautiful and good things are.
― Anaïs Nin


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mardi 6 mars 2012

Cinematic Writing VIII




I suppose like others
I have come through fire and sword,
love gone wrong,
head-on crashes, drunk at sea,
and I have listened to the simple sound of water running
in tubs
and wished to drown

- Charles Bukowski