"Nothing tastes quite like the hand that feeds you."Aaron Haspel (via nevver)
"If you read one book a week, starting at the age of 5, and live to be 80, you will have read a grand total of 3,900 books, a little over one-tenth of 1 percent of the books currently in print."
Lewis Buzbee, The Yellow-Lighted Bookshop (via prettybooks)
This is as depressing as it is exalting.
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Apartment Blocks, Budapest, Hungary, 1976-77
(Gyeorgy Kévés)
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Organic sculptures made of soil and wheat grass seeds.
CH-CH-CH-CHIA
academerotica: from Erotism →
Beings which reproduce are distinct from one another, and those reproduced are likewise distinct from one another, just as they are distinct from their parents. Each being is distinct from all others. His birth, his death, the events of his life may have an interest for others, but he alone is…
Dimitri Mellos on Finding the Moments New Yorkers Ignore
Perhaps because he pays attention to what no one else notices, Mr. Mellos’s favorite quote about photography doesn’t come from a photographer, but from Sherlock Holmes. When Holmes’s client asks the detective how he knows so much about him, he replies: “I see no more than you, but I have trained myself to notice what I see.”
More on The Lens Blog.
"I have an idea that some men are born out of their due place. Accident has cast them amid certain surroundings, but they have always a nostalgia for a home they know not. They are strangers in their birthplace, and the leafy lanes they have known from childhood or the populous streets in which they have played, remain but a place of passage. They may spend their whole lives aliens among their kindred and remain aloof among the only scenes they have ever known. Perhaps it is this sense of strangeness that sends men far and wide in the search for something permanent, to which they may attach themselves. Perhaps some deep-rooted atavism urges the wanderer back to lands which his ancestors left in the dim beginnings of history. Sometimes a man hits upon a place to wchich he mysteriously feels that he belongs. Here is the home he sought, and he will settle amid scenes that he has never seen before, among men he has never known, as though they were familiar to him from his birth. Here at last he finds rest."W. Somerset Maugham, The Moon and Sixpence (via psychotherapy)
Stroboscopic multiple exposure of Alfred Hitchcock teaching Teresa Wright how to struggle during filming of Shadow of a Doubt, 1942.
Photo by Gjon Mili
Remember when NYC was a shithole? Most of us can’t because we’re not from here. But these pictures are a good look into some of the grossness that was The Big Apple.
Check Steven Siegel’s photos out on Gothamist.
EDIT: Now with the correct link. Thanks, Kate!
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