Lord: it is time. The huge summer has gone by.
Now overlap the sundials with your shadows,
and on the meadows let the wind go free.
Command the fruits to swell on tree and vine;
grant them a few more warm transparent days,
urge them on to fulfillment then, and press
the final sweetness into the heavy wine.
Whoever has no house now, will never have one.
Whoever is alone will stay alone,
will sit, read, write long letters through the evening,
and wander the boulevards, up and down,
restlessly, while the dry leaves are blowing.
- Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Stephen Mitchell
:image © sebastian waters
On autumn's cusp, the play between light and shadow is more evident than ever. Brilliant, golden light pushes high-contrast, sharp-edged shadow into the fore. I shot this photo yesterday afternoon at the Columbus Ave/76th St. flea market. The shadows seem to articulate the shell forms better than the shells themselves, don't you think? It's all very rich and wonderful and Jungian.
Happy pre-autumnal equinox, my darlings.
It just doesn't get better than Sir Sean in all his sexy, 60s, double-oh-cool glory. Yowzah.
I think that the wizards in Mad Men's mid-mod costumery must have taken some serious guidance from Mr. Connery's style sheet. Lookie here:
:images dr. macro (top); amc (bottom); take the mad men costume shop tour
Last year, Creativity magazine partnered with Penguin Books on a talent contest, asking artists of all types to develop a cover design for Sam Taylor's novel, The Island at the End of the World, published August '09.
Designers, illustrators, painters and photographers contributed more than 300 design concepts; a jury comprised of Penguin editor Alexis Washam, creative director Paul Buckley and a few editors from Creativity narrowed the field to 25 entries before deciding on the runners-up and the winning design.
The two designs on this post didn't make it to the judges' short list, but they would have been on mine. You'll find the contest winners over here. Care to weigh in on the final results?
:images nytimes books
Swoonage at its peak. I could just keel over and die from all the gorgeousness. Have any of you actually been there and seen this? Did you just keel over and die from all the gorgeousness? Did you? I bet you did.
Everything in Italy that is particularly elegant and grand borders upon insanity and absurdity
or at least is reminiscent of childhood.
- Alexander Herzen
:image venice daily photo, palazzo zenobio, dorsoduro district, venice
Definition: /hy·per·vig·i·lance/ (hi″per-vij´ĭ-lans) the condition of maintaining an abnormal awareness of and responsiveness to environmental stimuli, and/or scanning of the environment for threats.
Personal Objective: to curb this tendency in myself. Way too exhausting.
:images dianamuse; (top) the corpse bride figurine - our living room; (bottom) male figure with a diadem - met museum egyptian wing