I have a little confession to make…Since i spent all day at friend’s wedding, I probably had one too many rakia shots, so my head is killing me at the moment…
Anyway, it’s definitely time to leave the premises;]
<3
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photo by Max Dupain * from NSW
La Esencia del Extasis,1996
Dreaming Woman — Nevermore c.1900
by Fernand Khnopff *
Vikova by Alta Studios,SF 1920s
liquidnight:“What boots it to tell of the long, long hours of horror more than mortal, during which I counted the rushing oscillations of the steel! Inch by inch—line by line—with a descent only appreciable at intervals that seemed ages—down and still down it came! Days passed—it might have been that many days passed—ere it swept so closely over me as to fan me with its acrid breath. The odor of sharp steel forced itself into my nostrils. I prayed—I wearied heaven with my prayer for its more speedy descent. I grew frantically mad, and struggled to force myself upward against the sweep of the fearful scimitar. And then I fell suddenly calm, and lay smiling at the glittering death, as a child at some rare bauble.”
—Edgar Allan Poe, The Pit and the Pendulum
From The Illustrated Edgar Allan Poe by Wilfried “Sätty” Podriech
The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed. Einstein
stranger @ the wall [sort of GPoYW]
Portrait [double-exposure], c.1942
via cameraobscura & servatius
[reminds me of Hajek-Halke’s Das Eva-Chanson;]
Ostra #955
via Erotic Art
one more Florette