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"For the sake of a single poem, you must see many cities, many people and Things, you must understand animals, must feels how birds fly, and know the gesture which small flowers make when they open in the morning. You must be able to think back to streets in unknown neighborhoods, to unexpected encounters, and to partings you had long seen coming; to days of childhood whose mystery is still unexplained, to parents whom you had to hurt when they brought in a joy and you didn’t pick it up (it was a joy meant for somebody else - ); to childhood illnesses that began so strangely with so many profound and difficult transformations, to days in quiet, restrained rooms and to mornings by the sea, to the sea itself, to seas, to nights of travel that rushed along high overhead and went flying with all the stars, and it is still not enough to be able to think of all that. You must have memories of many nights of love, each one different from all the others, memories of women screaming in labor, and of light, pale, sleeping girls who have just given birth and are closing again. But you must also have been beside the dying, must have sat beside the dead in the room with the open window and the scattered noises. And it is not yet enough to have memories. You must be able to forget them when they were many, and you must have the immense patience to wait until they return. For the memories themselves are not important. Only when they have changed into our very blood, into glance and gesture, and are nameless, no longer to be distinguished from ourselves - only then can it happen that in some very rare hour the first word of a poem arises in their midst and goes forth from them."
from The Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge (1910) - Rainer Maria Rilke (via floralnymph)
(Source: ruefle, via floralnymph)
Voss - Spring/Summer 2001
Picture 1: Model in Alexander McQueen’s dress with miniature castle on the shoulder pad, wearing hospital headband.
Picture 2: Model in Alexander McQueen’s dress with the cuckoo’s nest on her shoulder pad, wearing hospital headband.
For the 2001 spring/summer “Voss” collection McQueen seated the audience around a giant mirrored cube. The show was late (on purpose) and the audience was forced to stare at themselves until finally the cube lit up revealing a mental-hospital setting. The set was disturbing but the frocks were theatrical. Kate Moss and Erin O’Connor were trpped inside the cube as was a naked Michelle Olley who reclining on a couch breathing through a tube. The elaborate show that cost £70,000 to produce and set actually took seven days to construct.
(via illogicallola)
"Only those who look with the eyes of children can lose themselves in the object of their wonder."
Eberhard Arnold
(Source: misswallflower, via scruffychild)
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Benedict Cumberbatch reads “Ode to a Nightingale” by John Keats.
(Source: checkmyshoe123, via illogicallola)
