The Reascent

my inspiration board, as i work on my dissertation.
devoted to whatever i find pleasing, whether it's directly or marginally related to my research.

endthymes:

arthur kleinjan, paris looks. 1999-2001

Between 1999 and 2001, the artist spent hours perched in a balcony above the Sacré Coeur church in Paris, watching the people below. As tourists struck poses for souvenir snapshots, he would take a second photograph from behind.

“Sometimes it takes a few seconds for their friends to get the camera ready, and they suddenly don’t know what to do with their bodies. They ask themselves, what leg do I stand on? A bag, or a bottle of water should be out of the image, so they keep it behind their back. They design themselves into what they think is a nice picture … I wanted to show the moment of alteration, as the tourists transform themselves into an image. They seem very self-conscious about the way they look. Vulnerability is revealed. Their discomfort with their own body, as they stand there, is isolated in time and space, waiting to become a future memory.” (x)

edwardianera:

By Jacques-Henri Lartigue.

edwardianera:

By Jacques-Henri Lartigue.

(via itsdelovely)

La femme à l’orchidée, Edgar Maxence, 1900.

La femme à l’orchidée, Edgar Maxence, 1900.

Thadee Jacquet, Edmond Aman-Jean, 1892.

Thadee Jacquet, Edmond Aman-Jean, 1892.

weirdesthomevideos:

Lana Del Rey for Rolling Stone, July 31st, 2014.

Photographs by Theo Wenner.

(Source: twenner.com, via oldfilmsflicker)

Grace Kelly in Rear Window; 1954.

(Source: hepburny, via cerseilannasster)

anothermag:

Check out our guide to the prints and colours that defined Paris S/S15. Full breakdown here.

anothermag:

Check out our guide to the prints and colours that defined Paris S/S15. Full breakdown here.

nevver:

July 8, 1822, and the Burning, Reckless Heart of Shelley

“And so let it be for you to create an art that is made with the hands of the people, for the joy of the people too, an art that will be a democratic art, entering into the houses of the people, making beautiful the simplest vessels they contain, for there is nothing in common life too mean, in common things too trivial, to be ennobled by your touch, nothing in life that art cannot raise and sanctify.”

– Oscar Wilde, “The House Beautiful”