Tuesday, March 31, 2015

"And I'll dance with you in Vienna, I'll be wearing a river's disguise. The hyacinth wild on my shoulder my mouth on the dew of your thighs. And I'll bury my soul in a scrapbook, with the photographs there and the moss. And I'll yield to the flood of your beauty, my cheap violin and my cross." — Leonard Cohen


"For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon." — W.B. Yeats


"In your light I learn how to love. In your beauty, how to make poems. You dance inside my chest where no-one sees you, but sometimes I do, and that sight becomes this art." — Rumi


When it was dark, you always carried the sun in your hand for me.


"We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered." — Kahlil Gibran


"The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, not the kindly smile, nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when you discover that someone else believes in you and is willing to trust you with a friendship." — Ralph Waldo Emerson


"we would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright." — Ernest Hemingway


T E X T U R E


"Set wide the window. Let me drink the day." — Edith Wharton


"You are not separate from the whole. You are one with the sun, the earth, the air. You don’t have a life. You are life." — Eckhart Tolle


Saturday, March 28, 2015

“I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.” — Virginia Woolf


“That wild flash of imagination, that lightning crack of genius in the middle of them which leaves them flawed and imperfect, but starred with poetry.” — Virginia Woolf


I feel a good approach for a photographer is to start by closing his eyes and listening to the voice of his heart. The obsession and intuition that he has never taken notice of can lead him to photograph in the right way. And then the photographer edits the photographs while personally critiquing them. Such an editing process should be the best teacher for that person. I am opposed to taking photographs with the forced intent of a pre-determined concept. With intelligence and knowledge, a photographer can easily take photographs that can be sold at high prices. But I don’t want people to take photographs of that nature. First of all, one continuously takes a series of photographs. In the subsequent editing process, the concept will emerge. This is also the method I used to create “the Americans.”” — -Robert Frank


“You cannot will yourself to be happy while believing that you have no right to happiness, or that you are unworthy of it. You cannot tell yourself to release aggressive thoughts if you think it is wrong to free them, so you must come to grips with your beliefs in all instances.” — Jane Roberts


“There is no division between the mental, the spiritual, and the physical. If you think there is, then you do not sufficiently understand the spirituality of the flesh or the physical reality of your thought.” -Jane Roberts


“And everything depends on how near you sleep to me.” — Leonard Cohen


“Do not be afraid to be weak. Do not be ashamed to be tired. You look good when you’re tired. You look like you could go on forever. Now come into my arms. You are the image of my beauty .” — Leonard Cohen


Sunday, March 22, 2015

My Artwork


"to love life, to love it even when you have no stomach for it and everything you've held dear crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, your throat filled with the silt of it. When grief sits with you, its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water more fit for gills than lungs; when grief weights you like your own flesh only more of it, an obesity of grief, you think, How can a body withstand this? Then you hold life like a face between your palms, a plain face, no charming smile, no violet eyes, and you say, yes, I will take you I will love you, again." — Ellen Bass



"A writer is a person who cares what words mean, what they say, how they say it. Writers know words are their way towards truth and freedom, and so they use them with care, with thought, with fear, with delight. By using words well they strengthen their souls. Story-tellers and poets spend their lives learning that skill and art of using words well. And their words make the souls of their readers stronger, brighter, deeper." — Ursula K. Le Guin


"May today there be peace within. May you trust that you are exactly where you are meant to be. May you not forget the infinite possibilities that are born of faith in yourself and others. May you use the gifts that you have received, and pass on the love that has been given to you. May you be content with yourself just the way you are. Let this knowledge settle into your bones, and allow your soul the freedom to sing, dance, praise and love. It is there for each and every one of us." ..." — Saint Terese of Liseaux


"All my life, I thought of love as some kind of voluntary enslavement. Well, that's a lie: freedom only exists when love is present. The person who gives him or herself wholly, the person who feels freest, is the person who loves most wholeheartedly." — Paulo Coelho


When the mind is free, magic happens.


"The danger of venturing into uncharted waters is not nearly as dangerous as staying on shore, waiting for your boat to come in." — Charles F. Glassman


“When your desires are strong enough, you will appear to possess superhuman powers to achieve.” ― Napoleon Hill


"To write a good love letter, you ought to begin without knowing what you mean to say, and to finish without knowing what you have written." — Jean-Jacques Rousseau


"My love is selfish. I cannot breathe without you." — John Keats


"You are more to me than any of them has any idea; you are the atmosphere of beauty through which I see life; you are the incarnation of all lovely things...I think of you day and night. -Oscar Wilde


"Have patience with everything that remains unsolved in your heart. Try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books written in a foreign language. Do not now look for the answers. They cannot now be given to you because you could not live them. It is a question of experiencing everything. At present you need to live the question. Perhaps you will gradually, without even noticing it, find yourself experiencing the answer, some distant day." — Rainer Maria Rilke


I too love everything that flows: rivers, sewers, lava, semen, blood, bile, words, sentences. I love the amniotic fluid when it spills out of the bag. I love the kidney with it’s painful gall-stones, it’s gravel and what-not; I love the urine that pours out scalding and the clap that runs endlessly; I love the words of hysterics and the sentences that flow on like dysentery and mirror all the sick images of the soul..." — Henry Miller


"Faith does not need to push the river because faith is able to trust that there is a river. The river is flowing. We are in it." — Richard Rohr