The Wind | A poem by Robert Louis Stevenson, 1913
Ethel Spowers, Kites, 1936 . I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky;...
Ethel Spowers, Kites, 1936 . I saw you toss the kites on high And blow the birds about the sky;...
Imre Benkő, Ballerina, 1977 . “Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you...
David Wojnarowicz, Self Portrait. 1983-85 . Go to Tibet. Ride a camel. Read the bible. Dye your shoes blue. Grow...
M. C. Escher, Relativity, 1953 . The track I'm running on Won't be the same when I turn...
Casper Sejersen for Dazed & Confused . I catch the pattern Of your silence Before you speak I do not...
Rudolf Koppitz, Ash tree, 1912 * Last night an ash tree was about to tell me something—it didn’t. Octavio Paz, ...
unknown . Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night?...
Jean-Michel Basquiat, Aboriginal, 1984 . They fuck you up, your mum and dad. They may not mean to, but they...
R.B. Kitaj, Melancholie after Vincent, 1977 - etching . —a dream we dreamed each separately we two of love and...
Martine Franck, Théâtre du Soleil Les Petits Bourgeois, play by Maxime Gorki, directed by Ariane Mnouchkine,Theatre Mouffetard, 1964 . Help!...