Is love a deliberate choice? The famous expression from which the film gets its title – “between the devil and the deep blue sea” – implies a difficult position or, otherwise stated, the absence of a good alternative.In the film, it implies the position a woman can find herself in when consumed with love. Or, the position of the man when he cannot return the … Continue reading Between the devil and the deep blue sea
Partly because these Polaroids describe feelings that everyone is familiar with, in that everyone knows they cannot be avoided. Mostly because these Polaroids describe these feelings in such an efficient way, that they seem funny and, for a moment, you believe this efficiency is humanly possible. It was difficult to choose one, so I chose two. These are mine: Choose yours! Continue reading I could look at these endlessly.
Impression, Sunrise by Claude Monet
The term “impressionism” was initially used in a derogatory sense, implying something trivial and unfinished. The impressionist painter himself, Monet, considered “Impression, Sunrise” a simple sketch which he finished in one sitting. Continue reading "The painting that gave its name to a movement"
There was never any more inception than there is now, Nor any more youth or age than there is now, And will never be any more perfection than there is now, Nor any more heaven or hell than there is now. Walt Whitman most famous line is “Either define the moment or the moment will define you.” He has also said “Re-examine all you have … Continue reading Celebrating myself now, with Walt Whitman
Your proxy to love of addiction “She captures the paradox of attempting to seek liberation through ultimately enslaving obsession. She loves her men as a junkie needs a fix, as supplicant needs a miracle. And although she looks to them for salvation, she’s met with sickness because she romanticizes destructive forces that fortunately cannot last — love like lightning, sex like tornadoes, pillow talk like … Continue reading Lana Lovin’
by Haruki Murakami One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo’s fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl. Tell you the truth, she’s not that good-looking. She doesn’t stand out in any way. Her clothes are nothing special. The back of her hair is still bent out of shape from sleep. She isn’t young, either – must be near … Continue reading On seeing the 100% perfect girl by H. Murakami