CremeBroulee
"A Tourist is a person who wishes to go home as soon as they arrive. A Traveler, belonging no more to one place than to the next, moves slowly."
- Paul Bowles
CremeBroulee
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jesuisperdu:

george luks
1905
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"Poetry and prose, however different in language, overlapped, almost coincided, in content. But modern poetry, if it ‘says’ anything at all, if it aspires to ‘mean’ as well as to ‘be,’ says what prose could not say in any fashion. To read the old poetry involved learning a slightly different language; to read the new involves the unmaking of your mind, the abandonment of all the logical and narrative connections which you use in reading prose or in conversation. You must achieve a trance-like condition in which images, associations, and sounds operate without these. Thus the common ground between poetry and any other use of words is reduced almost to zero. In that way poetry is now more quintessentially poetical than ever before; ‘purer’ in the negative sense. It not only does (like all good poetry) what prose can’t do: it deliberately refrains from doing anything that prose can do."
C. S. Lewis, from “Poetry,” in An Experiment in Criticism (Cambridge University Press, 1961)
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gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
gasoline-station:

Terminal buildings in Strömkajen, Stockholm
By Marge architect
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pubertad:

Picasso, La Celestina (detail) 
Inside Insides: Broccoli
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supernovaqirl:

This literally took my breath away for a second
supernovaqirl:

This literally took my breath away for a second
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hydrogeneportfolio:

Minimal Film Poster - Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (1998)
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aqqindex:

Francois Bauchet,  Sketch, for Neotu
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(via Zombies on the Walls: Why Does So Much New Abstraction Look the Same?)
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nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
nevver:

Imaginary lonely buildings
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arsvitaest:

Relief plaque with face of an owl, Egypt, 400-30 B.C.The Metropolitan Museum of Art
(reposted)
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"She walked with measured steps, draped in striped and fringed cloths, treading the earth proudly, with a slight jingle and flash of barbarous ornaments. She carried her head high; her hair was done in the shape of a helmet; she had brass leggings to the knee, brass wire gauntlets to the elbow, a crimson spot on her tawny cheek, innumerable necklaces of glass beads on her neck; bizarre things, charms, gifts of witch-men, that hung about her, glittered and trembled at every step. She must have had the value of several elephant tusks upon her. She was savage and superb, wild-eyed and magnificent; there was something ominous and stately in her deliberate progress. And in the hush that had fallen suddenly upon the whole sorrowful land, the immense wilderness, the colossal body of the pensive, as though it had been looking at the image of its own tenebrous and passionate soul."

Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness (via artafrica)

woman: the exotic unknown

(via fletchingarrows)

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