Grandma.
By me.

Daniel Gonzalez Coves
saatchionline:
Net no. 12

Libra

This is a week for memory, it’s a week for honoring your history and calling your grandparents. This is a week for digging things back up, for visiting your self as it used to exist, for reading your old diaries or letters or stories or emails, for remembering the dreams you used to have. The past won’t leave you alone, this week, and this is not a bad thing. Just try to be ready for it, try to listen to what your ghosts can tell you, try to keep your bearings in the solid world.

-- Madame Clairevoyant

I wish I could call my grandparents.

Félicia Atkinson

Félicia Atkinson

“Over the past twenty years, as he has traveled throughout Iran, Mohsen Rastani has been taking family portraits. From sparsely populated villages to small, crowded cities, wherever he goes, he takes a white backdrop with him. Sometimes when he stays in one place for a while, he opens a temporary studio to shoot his portraits. And sometimes he makes the street into his studio. When he sees people he wants to photograph, he tells them he doesn’t wish to bother them but asks them to call him. In this way, his subjects come to him, and when they stand between his camera and the backdrop he allows them to present themselves however they like.

“To Rastani, the white backdrop is almost as important to these photographs as the people that appear against it. The backdrop, he says, ‘isolates people better in our minds, so they become eternal … like myths, carved images on the stone walls of Persepolis.’”

—Mohsen Rastani, “Iranian Family Portraits”

By The Sea - Polaroids by Cy Twombly

at last you, will say (maybe without speaking)
(there are mountains
inside your skull
garden and chaos, ocean
and hurricane; certain
corners of rooms, portraits
of great-grandmothers, curtains
of a particular shade;
your deserts; your private
dinosaurs; the first
woman)
all i need to know:
tell me
everything
just as it was
from the beginning

--Margaret Atwood 

Sunday tune

Friday!

Found here

Memories

“We know we are made of memories, but we don’t know the extent to which we are made up of forgetfulness. We think of oblivion as an absence, an empty space, a lack. But in most cases, with the exception of neurological disease, forgetting is an activity—it’s a choice that demands the same effort as remembrance. This is equally valid for individuals and communities. If you visit Mozambique, you’ll see that people have decided to forget the war years. It is not an omission. It’s a tacit decision to forget what were cruel times, because people fear that this cruelty is not a thing of the past but can again become our present. And moreover, in rural parts of Mozambique the notion of nonlinear time is still dominant. For them, the past has not passed.”

Conversation with this year’s Neustadt International Prize winner Mia Couto.
Via theparisreview

Dreams

Drawings by D. B. Horowitz

one moment

I want this one moment. It’s what I want in a relationship, which might explain why I’m single now. It’s kind of hard to- It’s that thing when you’re with someone and you love them and they know it, and they love you and you know it- But it’s a party! And you’re both talking to other people, and you’re laughing and shining, and you look across the room and catch each other’s eyes. But not because you’re possessive or it’s precisely sexual, but because that is your person in this life. And it’s funny and sad but only because this life will end. And it’s this secret world that exists right there, in public, unnoticed that no one knows about. It’s sort of like how they say that other dimensions exist all around us but we don’t have the ability to perceive them? That’s what I want out of a relationship or just life, I guess.

 

--Frances Ha (via thatkindofwoman)

Twins

www.aarriikkoo.com

Ariko Inaoka

Two and one.
 Ariko Inaoka

yep.
Screen shots from Une Femme est Une Femme.
Found here.

Libra: This is a week for indulging in all of your weird curiosity, it’s a week for seeing as much of your world as you can, it’s a week for going out and moving through your town. This week, the world has strange and beautiful things to show in the concrete of your sidewalk, in the clouds, in your friends’ bright faces. This week, let your curiosity live, let it grow strong and wild, let it run in wide loops and circles through your life; it’s the thing that can make your world bearable, the thing that can help you live.

-- Madame Clairevoyant

Bonfire Night!

Rings that look like fireworks...
1900s Edwardian European Cut Diamond and Turquoise Crossover Ring, 14K Gold  and 1900s Art Nouveau Ring From Erie Basin.

Egor Shapovalov

Merging.
Egor Shapovalov

“We are each other's harvest; we are each other's business; we are each other's magnitude and bond.”

― Gwendolyn Brooks

‘Two hands, one heart, Till death us part.’

Posy ring with pictogram inscription
Made in England in the 17th century (British Museum).

Sunday Tune

Ruth Van Beek

Ruth Van Beek's The Arrangement
 All the artworks are made using a collection of books on flower arranging. She has been collecting books on this subject for years, mostly instructional books dating from fifties to the the seventies.
www.ruthvanbeek.com
www.rvb-books.com

EYES AND HEART WIDE OPEN

Amira Fritz (again) becuase her work makes my heart melt.

www.amirafritz.com
www.facebook.com/Amira-Fritz
www.wow.sportmax.com

I would tell her, never apologise for the space you occupy in the world. Make your strides long, wide and sure. 

---Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Happy Hallow's Eve!

silly symphony - the skeleton dance (1929 disney short.)

1. Red nails found here
2. Cecil Beaton's house. He would ask guests to stencil their hand and sign it. Found here
3. Multicolour hands found here