“The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd - The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence. All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.”
― Fernando Pessoa

The Moon looms over “Missile Row” stretching north up the shoreline of Cape Canaveral, May 13, 1965.

Frozen Forest (1960), Kayama Matazo

Down the path there lies a tree, rusted tin and ware for three

I write to no one and an improvisation that doesn't exist is being created. I've unglued myself from myself. And I want disarticulation, for only in it am I myself in the world. Only in it do I feel well. Feel well. I, in my solitude, am almost going to explode.

Clarice Lispector, from “The Stream Of Life”.

David Bowie and his painting of Yukio Mishima

Abandoned too soon
Set down with due care
Don't walk away in silence
Don't walk away

Another day in paradise, Thomas Ott

 Al Pacino in “The Godfather - Part II”, 1974

Anxiety, Andy Rementer

Saorise Ronan photographed by Beau Grealy for Variety

Oliver Czarnetta - Spektrum, 2019

Tattoo depicting Yama-uba and Kintarō by Japanese Tattoo artist, Horiuno Ⅲ From Martha Cooper's "Tokyo Tattoo" photobook, 1970.

Jean Cocteau--my artist friend since our early days--let himself be guided throughout his full life by the principle: "I love to love. I hate hatred." With all my heart I agree with that, and I have never lost faith in the good. This is a source of strength for my work. Once Cocteau said to me: "Your work contains the fire of the image of man--like the Phoenix . . . " I believe in this light. It will not be extinguished.”

- Arno Breker