Somewhere by Bryant Park. Shot by @angellenise #photog #art #semmiautomatic
Art installation by Žilvinas Kempinas. Shot this at Socrates Sculpture Park in Queens. Peep my tour on @artinfactmag :) #photog #dope #art #summer
Colum McCann, Let the Great World Spin
But that’s life. One minute you’re on top of the world, the next minute some secretary is running you over with a lawn mower.
— Joan Crawford (via quotesonquotesonquotes)
Woolf often conceives of life this way: as a gift that you’ve been given, which you must hold onto and treasure but never open. Opening it would dispel the atmosphere, ruin the radiance—and the radiance of life is what makes it worth living. It’s hard to say just what holding onto life without looking at it might mean; that’s one of the puzzles of her books. But it has something to do with preserving life’s mystery; with leaving certain things undescribed, unspecified, and unknown; with savoring certain emotions, such as curiosity, surprise, desire, and anticipation. It depends on an intensified sense of life’s preciousness and fragility, and on a Heisenberg-like notion that, when it comes to our most abstract and spiritual intuitions, looking too closely changes what we feel. It has to do, in other words, with a kind of inner privacy, by means of which you shield yourself not just from others’ prying eyes, but from your own. Call it an artist’s sense of privacy.
Joshua Rothman's New Yorker essay on Virginia Woolf’s idea of privacy is the best thing I’ve read in ages.
It rings especially poignant in the context of her own conflicted inner life, from her exuberant appreciation of the world’s beauty to her intense capacity for love to the deathly despair of her suicide letter.
Do yourself a favor and read Rothman’s full essay here.
Live at Rucker Park… #flavorattherucker #photog #harlem #bball
Lt. Gordon Matthew Ambelas’ daughters Giovanna, 4, and Gabriella, 8, wear their father’s helmets at his funeral July 10, 2014.
People say to write about what you know. I’m here to tell you, no one wants to read that, because you don’t know anything. So write about something you don’t know. And don’t be scared, ever.
— Toni Morrison (via ktempest)