Friday, November 26, 2010

Riverside Drive at 83rd St., New York, 1914
Paul Strand

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Bareback Riders, 1886
W.H. Brown

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Unable to sleep, I spent the whole night seeing her figure all
   by itself
And seeing it always in ways different from when I see her in
I fashion thoughts from my memory of how she is when she
   talks to me,
And in each thought she's a variation on her likeness.
To love is to think.
And from thinking of her so much, I almost forget to feel.
I don't really know what I want, even from her, and she's all I
   think of.
My distraction is as large as life.
When I feel like being with her,
I almost prefer not being with her,
So as not to have to leave her afterwards.
And I prefer thinking about her, because I'm a little afraid of
   her as she really is.
I don't really know what I want, and I don't even want to
   know what I want.
All I want is to think her.
I don't ask anything of anyone, not even of her, except to let
   me think.

Fernando Pessoa
July 10,1930

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

The Yellow Curtain, ca. 1893
Edouard Vuillard

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Allegretto, ca. 1921
Cleo Damianakes