sealegslegssea:

psycotropic-capricorn:

Miranda July’s “A Handy tip for the Easily distracted”

One of my favorite videos and one of my favorite writers. This is a really beautiful visual illustration on getting to work.

"Find meaning. Distinguish melancholy from sadness. Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at its most spectacular moment, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be a walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meanings no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but “steal” some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. But you need to breathe. And you need to be."

— Albert Camus (via paradoxicalsentiments)

(Source: hellanne, via paradoxicalsentiments)

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chaambler:

Luis Barragán

chaambler:

Luis Barragán

isserley:

jordibaby:

WOW 😻

So I need a food processor.

(Source: veganinspo)

likeafieldmouse:

John Cage on Silence

"When I talk about music, it finally comes to people’s minds that I’m talking about sound that doesn’t mean anything, that is not inner, but is just outer. And they say, ‘You mean, it’s just sounds?’ thinking that for something to just be a sound is to be useless; whereas I love sounds, just as they are, and I have no need for them to be anything more than what they are."

"I saw my life branching out before me like the green fig tree in the story. From the tip of every branch, like a fat purple fig, a wonderful future beckoned and winked. One fig was a husband and a happy home and children, and another fig was a famous poet and another fig was a brilliant professor, and another fig was Ee Gee, the amazing editor, and another fig was Europe and Africa and South America, and another fig was Constantin and Socrates and Attila and a pack of other lovers with queer names and offbeat professions, and another fig was an Olympic lady crew champion, and beyond and above these figs were many more figs I couldn’t quite make out. I saw myself sitting in the crotch of this fig tree, starving to death, just because I couldn’t make up my mind which of the figs I would choose. I wanted each and every one of them, but choosing one meant losing all the rest, and, as I sat there, unable to decide, the figs began to wrinkle and go black, and, one by one, they plopped to the ground at my feet."

— Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

aqualungandme:

the quietest and sweetest moment, neue pinakothek, munich

(via sadyoungliterarygirls)

floatingforever:

Valentino Pre-Spring 2013

floatingforever:

Valentino Pre-Spring 2013

(Source: fuckyeahfashioncouture, via uglyhellpug)

"We waste so many days waiting for weekend. So many nights wanting morning. Our lust for future comfort is the biggest thief of life."

— Joshua Glenn Clark (via buddhabrot)

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"Anything is a waste of time unless you are fucking well or creating well or getting well or looming toward a kind of phantom-love-happiness."

— Charles Bukowski (via likeafieldmouse)

subtilitas:

Hironaka Ogawa - Dental office (!), Gunma 2011. Via, photos (C) Daici Ano

likeafieldmouse:

Matthieu Gafsou - Ordinaires (2010)