Scorpio Season

“I go about to look at flowers & listen to the birds. There was a time when the beauty & the music were all within–& I sat and listened to my thoughts & there was a song in them. I sat for hours on rocks and wrestled with the melody which possessed me. I sat and listened by the hour to a positive though faint & distant music–not sung by any bird–nor vibrating any earthly harp. When you walked with a joy which knew not its own origin. When you were an organ of which the world was but one poor broken pipe– I lay long on the rocks foundered like a harp on the seashore–that knows not how it is dealt with. You sat on the earth as on a raft–listening to music that was not of the earth–but which ruled & arranged it. Man should be the harp articulate.” –Henry David Thoreau, Journal, Volume 8: 1854

Image: A pencil made by Thoreau

Arthur Edward Pillsbury, Footage of Roses, 1925

“First of all, I’m not an intellectual of any sort that I know. I’ve many friends who are intellectuals and whatever that word means exactly but…a primitive, yes, because I didn’t know a damn thing about poetry. Nothing. I’d never gone to college. I absolutely was a flunk-out in any schooling I had. I laughed my way through exams. They just kinda passed me on…but nothing came through. I don’t know the multiplication table, can’t spell, can’t punctuate and…until I started at 27, hadn’t done much reading. Oh yes, well of course, some but not not…and certainly not in poetry. One would say a primitive.” -Anne Sexton, in an interview

𝖘𝖐𝖊𝖑𝖊𝖙𝖔𝖓𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖘𝖐𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖘 ─ 𝖉𝖊𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖘 

Last Tango in Paris (1972)

Cathedral, Ronald Chase, 1971

Thomas Eakins, Nude ( Susan Eakins ),1883

Cover to Wolfram Von Eschenbach’s Parzival—featuring an illustration of Wolfram Von Eschenbach by an unknown artist from the Codex Manesse circa 1300 CE (unknown designer, early 21st century).

(via Books of Cíbola)

Design for stained glass windows in Ditteridge Church by Edward William Godwin, Metropolitan Museum of Art: Drawings and Prints

Gift of Royal Institute of British Architects, 1963 Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, NY Medium: Watercolor, pen and black ink, graphite

http://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/363689

ewig leuchten die sterne und unaufhoerlich faellt der schnee.

paysage d'hiver ad. rimbaud