Thursday, February 28, 2013

goldin


Wednesday, February 27, 2013

saskia


Tuesday, February 26, 2013

faucon


Monday, February 25, 2013

ryden


Sunday, February 24, 2013

out of sorrow entire worlds have been built

courtney


Saturday, February 23, 2013

milla


Friday, February 22, 2013

herzog


Thursday, February 21, 2013

out of her nightmare and back into mine
And she's kind of like a movie
Everyone rushes to see
And no one understands it
Sittin' in their seats

fuseli


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

in those long last moments

marianne


Tuesday, February 19, 2013

elvis


Monday, February 18, 2013

viggo


Sunday, February 17, 2013

lucinda


Saturday, February 16, 2013

rumblefish


Friday, February 15, 2013

Then the worst happened, that big, dark, hunky boy, the only one there huge enough for me, who had been hunching around over women, and whose name I had asked the minute i had come into the room, but no one told me, came over and was looking hard into my eyes and it was Ted Hughes…I was stamping and he was stamping on the floor, and then he kissed me bang smash on the mouth and ripped my hairband off, my lovely red hairband scarf which has weathered the sun and much love, and whose like I shall never again find, and my favorite silver earrings: hah, I shall keep, he barked. And when he kissed my neck I bit him long and hard on the cheek, and when we came out of the room, blood was running down his face. His poem ‘I did it, I.’ Such violence, and I can see how women lie down for artists
existen cielos que yo jamás veré

witkin


Thursday, February 14, 2013

aickman


Wednesday, February 13, 2013

rimbaud


Monday, February 11, 2013

new orleans


Sunday, February 10, 2013

Sadness is a gentle mind
But a good woman 
Has her hands to use

chan


Saturday, February 09, 2013

louise bourgeois


Friday, February 08, 2013

garcía-alix


Thursday, February 07, 2013

day-lewis


Wednesday, February 06, 2013

con la belleza y el horror por guías

faulkner


Tuesday, February 05, 2013



Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair
And I eat men like air.

catrina


Monday, February 04, 2013

your memories are not invited


joaquin


Sunday, February 03, 2013

blixa


Saturday, February 02, 2013

jonathan


Friday, February 01, 2013

jeff