Monday, August 31, 2009

I'll follow your footsteps downtown.

Alasdair McLellan

Debbie Harry inspired shoot at Vogue Paris.
Brilliant, isn't it?

Holy, holy

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Sing goddamm, damm, sing Goddamm

Sing we for love and idleness,
Naught else is worth the having.

Though I have been in many a land,
There is naught else in living.

And I would rather have my sweet,
Though rose-leaves die of grieving,

Than do high deeds in Hungary
To pass all men's believing.

-An Immorality, Ezra Pound
That sexy, sexy man

Saturday, August 29, 2009

She looked at him with endless wonder.

She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that 's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow'd to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair'd the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o'er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.

And on that cheek, and o'er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!

- She Walks in Beauty,

I'm pretty much obsessed with this poem.

And yes, it has been a long time.