― Woody Allen
The Magic of the Cities.
Zen promotes the rediscovery of the obvious, which is so often lost in its familiarity and simplicity. It sees the miraculous in the common and magic in our everyday surroundings. When we are not rushed, and our minds are unclouded by conceptualizations, a veil will sometimes drop, introducing the viewer to a world unseen since childhood. ~ John Greer
Sunday, October 19, 2014
Portraits
― Woody Allen
Friday, October 17, 2014
Autumn Prelude
"Clouds
of insects danced and buzzed in the golden autumn
light, and the air was full of the piping of the song-birds. Long,
glinting dragonflies shot across the path, or hung
tremulous with gauzy wings and gleaming bodies."
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
light, and the air was full of the piping of the song-birds. Long,
glinting dragonflies shot across the path, or hung
tremulous with gauzy wings and gleaming bodies."
Sir Arthur Conan Doyle
"Wild
is the music of autumnal winds amongst the faded woods."
William Wordsworth
William Wordsworth
"How
beautifully leaves grow old.
How full of light and color are their last days."
John Burroughs
How full of light and color are their last days."
John Burroughs
Thursday, October 16, 2014
Performance
“A good street performing act is like a pilot light. People come to
it, and some time back in their past they put aside the idea that everybody
might be a dancer or an artist or a musician. Everybody has had some such a
dream, but they've put it aside and gone on with their humdrum life. And then
they see the street performer and see that somebody is managing to get away
with it, with life, and managing to live between the cracks. I may never do it
they say, but if somebody’s going to do it, it means my dream is still alive
and maybe one day I'll do it. It’s not too late. And that’s what a street
performer is.”
-Richard
Wexler
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
Hermitage Ghost
“I woke up as the sun was reddening; and that was the one distinct
time in my life, the strangest moment of all, when I didn't know who I was - I
was far away from home, haunted and tired with travel, in a cheap hotel room
I'd never seen, hearing the hiss of steam outside, and the creak of the old
wood of the hotel, and footsteps upstairs, and all the sad sounds, and I looked
at the cracked high ceiling and really didn't know who I was for about fifteen
strange seconds. I wasn't scared; I was just somebody else, some stranger, and
my whole life was a haunted life, the life of a ghost.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Emo Reunion
In recent years the term "emo" has been applied by critics
and journalists to a variety of artists, including multiplatinum acts and
groups with disparate styles and sounds. In addition to music, "emo"
is often used more generally to signify a particular relationship between fans
and artists, and to describe related aspects of fashion, culture, and behavior.
Emo has been associated with a stereotype that includes being particularly
emotional, sensitive, shy, introverted, or angst-ridden. [Wiki]
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Mexico City,
Our World Tuesday,
People Thoughts,
Streets,
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