Wednesday, 26 September 2012
Wednesday, 5 September 2012
Monday, 27 August 2012
Wednesday, 22 August 2012
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you have ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott, Collected Poems 1948-1984, New York, Farrar Straus Giroux, 1986.
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other's welcome
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you have ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott, Collected Poems 1948-1984, New York, Farrar Straus Giroux, 1986.
Tuesday, 31 July 2012
Friday, 27 July 2012
Tuesday, 24 July 2012
Saturday, 14 July 2012
Tuesday, 10 July 2012
Whole by Katrina Wendt
Stop showing
You love me
A little at a time.
Stop saying
You care
Bit by bit.
Stop keeping
Me here
For tiny pieces of time.
Because I need
All of you
Not piece by piece.
I love
All of you
Not just some parts of you.
So love all of me
All the way
All the time.
Or let all of me go
All at once
For good.
You love me
A little at a time.
Stop saying
You care
Bit by bit.
Stop keeping
Me here
For tiny pieces of time.
Because I need
All of you
Not piece by piece.
I love
All of you
Not just some parts of you.
So love all of me
All the way
All the time.
Or let all of me go
All at once
For good.
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Forced Perpective
"Forced perspective is a technique that employs optical illusion to make an object appear farther away, closer, larger or smaller than it actually is. It is used primarily in photography,filmmaking and architecture. It manipulates human visual perception through the use of scaled objects and the correlation between them and the vantage point of the spectator or camera"
Taken from Wikipedia
Find more forced perspective images through flickr
Taken from Wikipedia
Find more forced perspective images through flickr
Tuesday, 3 July 2012
Sunday, 1 July 2012
Negative Space
"Negative space, in art, is the space around and between the subject(s) of an image. Negative space may be most evident when the space around a subject, and not the subject itself, forms an interesting or artistically relevant shape, and such space is occasionally used to artistic effect as the "real" subject of an image. The use of negative space is a key element of artistic composition. The Japanese word "ma" is sometimes used for this concept, for example in garden design."
Taken from Wikipedia
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Thursday, 28 June 2012
Daniel Danger
I love Daniel Danger's edgy, scratchy illustrations, and the use of glowing cold colours. Although they're without a doubt haunting images, there is definately something warm and inviting about them (possibly luring you into a false sense of security...) Hope you guys enjoy. Click the link below to find out more about DD and Tiny Media Empire.
Tiny Media Empire
A Small Thing by Marion Angus
A hurt so small,' Say you, 'A thread of grey On blue, So slight a thing Less than a wild rose sting Nothing at all.' And yet, When thrushes call, Or winds awake And sigh – and sink – And fall – Into the evening’s grey I think – And think This small heartbreak Will wear my life away.
Marion Angus
Taken from The Turn of the Day (Edinburgh: The Porpoise Press, 1931), and included inThe Singin Lass: selected work of Marion Angus, edited by Aimée Chalmers (Polygon, 2006
Wednesday, 27 June 2012
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
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