Thinking of Moths
Kiki Smith

Love these arrow bracelets by Odette New York

I think housework is far more tiring and frightening than hunting is, no comparison, and yet after hunting we had eggs for tea and we're made to rest for hours, but after housework people expect one to go on just as if nothing special had happened.

 

-- Nancy Mitford

from here

Anne Peabody

Glass drawings by Anne Peabody

Gerhard Richter

Sunday Tune

found here

Futagami Brass

Futagami Brass things at Myth & Symbol

Barry Underwood

Barry Underwood

It is also November. The noons are more laconic and the sundowns sterner, and Gibralter lights make the village foreign. November always seemed to me the Norway of the year.

Emily Dickinson, letter to Mrs. J.G. Holland, 1864

Luke Irwin

Rugs by Luke Irwin
 
Each rug is hand knotted to order and can be made in wool, silk and cashmere.

Beautiful. 

Kiki Smith Milky Way
murrini with push pin, glass and plastic glitter, gold leaf and ink on Nepalese paper mounted on canvas, 2011

Birds of Aperture

Birds of Aperture by Paul Octavious

Pigeon Camera

Dr Julius Neubronner’s Miniature Pigeon Camera.

In 1908 Dr Julius Neubronner patented a miniature pigeon camera activated by a timing mechanism. The invention brought him international notability after he presented it at international expositions in Dresden, Frankfurt and Paris in 1909–1911. Spectators in Dresden could watch the arrival of the camera-equipped carrier pigeons, and the photos were immediately developed and turned into postcards which could be purchased. 

Images and text from publicdomainreview

Sounds and sights that stir feelings and memories: The pleasure of by Vitùc.(via swissmiss)

If you look at history, even recent history, you see that there is indeed progress. . . . Over time, the cycle is clearly, generally upwards. And it doesn't happen by laws of nature. And it doesn't happen by social laws. . . . It happens as a result of hard work by dedicated people who are willing to look at problems honestly, to look at them without illusions, and to go to work chipping away at them, with no guarantee of success — in fact, with a need for a rather high tolerance for failure along the way, and plenty of disappointments.

-- Noam Chomsky

I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.

--Virginia Woolf

Sunday Tune

Socks

LOVE!
Strathcona Stockings

Camille Henrot

 Camille Henrot

“The black book”, Lawrence Durrell (serie “Is it possible to be a revolutionary and like flowers?”)

kamel mennour, Paris.

image by Dasha Riabchenko

Scattered Leaves

Don't you go looking so surprised, baby don't you look so stunned
Didn't I tell you that a cold november'd come?
And deliver the leaves from green to red,
To blowing in the wind stone dead

Well I never used to notice this awful quiet,
And fall was just the calm before the next spring riot,
Of wildflowers and lunatic rivers -
Sweat jumping off of the skin of love givers

Scattered leaves don't lie
Aw' now baby, baby, quit your cryin'
Like everything that ever mattered, scit-scat scattered
Like every love word you heard
But that's just the way when you walk your days
In the beauty of this world

Pretty little disappointments all in a row
Been about a year since you disappeared through my door
And now you come back with your head on straight,
But I got no love or hate left for you, girl

You must be the daughter of the late, late rose - I'm November's son
And I'm here to tell you, honey, ooh what's done is done
Yeah, I been claimed by the wind and the rain
There ain't no going back, naw there ain't no going back again (for us now)


-- The Be Good Tanyas (Jeremy Lindsey)

From Dasha Riabchenko via blacktaiga

Sam A Harris

All images by Sam A Harris. Discovered via ilikethisblog

Stories to tell

From the Charleston Museum via evencleveland: 

Navy blue rayon dress, c. 1945, with the story of D-Day printed on the fabric. The bottom section around the skirt shows men in landing barges, wading through water and hitting the beach. The next row up are pictures of tanks, trucks and jeeps moving across roads. Next are soldiers being welcomed by French people in small towns, and finally there are people throwing bouquets and cheering. The bodice repeats the last row of the motif and around the shoulders and collar are waves. The dress opens down the front with a placket concealing nine navy blue buttons, a hook and eye at the waist and a snap at the neck. There are thread belt loops at the waist, but the belt is missing. Inside the neck is a label from “Bonwit Teller / Fifth Avenue / New York.”

For the full story behind the dress, click here. I agree with evencleveland...Amazing.

Found here

found here

Sunday Tune

A green spy was following a blue spy.
Followed by a night sky.
Followed by a fat lie.
Followed by a cherry pie.
Followed by a striped tie.
Followed by a black eye.
Followed by a butterfly.
Followed by a day in July.
Followed by a magpie.
Followed by a deep sigh.
Followed by a bye-bye.
Followed by a good cry.
Followed by a blue spy.

Arm in Arm: A Collection of Connections, Endless Tales, Reiterations and Other Echolalia - written & illustrated by Remy Charlip (1969).