First Day of Spring
New York City, circa 1957
From W. Eugene Smith: Photographs 1934-1975
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First Day of Spring
New York City, circa 1957
From W. Eugene Smith: Photographs 1934-1975
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“The artist, like the God of the creation, remains within or behind or beyond or above his handiwork, invisible, refined out of existence, indifferent, paring his fingernails.”
—James Joyce, from A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man (1916)
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I want so much that is not here and do not know where to go.
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i ripped out the endings from novels and slept among the words
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If I like a photograph, if it disturbs me, I linger over it. What am I doing, during the whole time I remain with it? I look at it, I scrutinize it, as if I wanted to know more about the thing or the person it represents.
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I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.
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To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away. And never, never, to forget.
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When humor can be made to alternate with melancholy, one has a success, but when the same things are funny and melancholic at the same time, it’s just wonderful. —Francois Truffaut
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Silva rerum - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Silva Rerum (diary) of Krassowscy family from Ziemia Drohicka in Podlasie, Poland.
In historical Poland [silva rerum] was written by members of the Polish nobility as a diary or memoir for the entire family, recording family traditions, among other matters; they were not intended for a wider audience of printing (although there were a few exceptions); some were also lent to friends of the family, who were allowed to add their comments to them. It was added to by many generations, and contained various information: diary-type entires on current events, memoirs, letters, political speeches, copies of legal documents, gossips, jokes and anecdotes, financial documents, economic information (price of grain, etc.), philosophical musings, poems, genealogical trees, advice (agricultural, medical, moral) for the descendants and others - the wealth of information in silva is staggering, they contain anything that their authors wished to record for future generations).
This blew my mind a little bit. A private book for multiple generations! Fascinating.
Mark sent this to me, said it reminded him of this paragraph I wrote on reading Man’s Search for Meaning:
This was kind of a special reading experience, because this is my father-in-law’s copy of the 1968 paperback edition, complete with his perfect cursive notes and pencil underlining from when he was a teenager. My wife read the book when she was a teenager, too. When I was reading it, I wished that she’d underlined her favorite passages in a different color pencil, and then I would underline my favorite in yet another color, and we’d have this mini rainbow of underlines, showing what we each took from it. Maybe someday our kids could pick another color…
I love the idea of family diaries. (One example that springs to mind: The Hawthornes had a joint diary.)
Filed under: diaries.](http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e3/Silva_rerum.JPG)
Silva rerum - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Silva Rerum (diary) of Krassowscy family from Ziemia Drohicka in Podlasie, Poland.In historical Poland [silva rerum] was written by members of the Polish nobility as a diary or memoir for the entire family, recording family traditions, among other matters; they were not intended for a wider audience of printing (although there were a few exceptions); some were also lent to friends of the family, who were allowed to add their comments to them. It was added to by many generations, and contained various information: diary-type entires on current events, memoirs, letters, political speeches, copies of legal documents, gossips, jokes and anecdotes, financial documents, economic information (price of grain, etc.), philosophical musings, poems, genealogical trees, advice (agricultural, medical, moral) for the descendants and others - the wealth of information in silva is staggering, they contain anything that their authors wished to record for future generations).This blew my mind a little bit. A private book for multiple generations! Fascinating.
Mark sent this to me, said it reminded him of this paragraph I wrote on reading Man’s Search for Meaning:
This was kind of a special reading experience, because this is my father-in-law’s copy of the 1968 paperback edition, complete with his perfect cursive notes and pencil underlining from when he was a teenager. My wife read the book when she was a teenager, too. When I was reading it, I wished that she’d underlined her favorite passages in a different color pencil, and then I would underline my favorite in yet another color, and we’d have this mini rainbow of underlines, showing what we each took from it. Maybe someday our kids could pick another color…I love the idea of family diaries. (One example that springs to mind: The Hawthornes had a joint diary.)
Filed under: diaries.
