‘All the clocks had stopped…A void out of time. And here they are – looking out and holding themselves still – holding still at that point where two worlds join – the familiar – and the other.’
David Lynch in a foreword for Haunted Air by Ossian Brown [also]
from littlewhitelies
and even more from blackandwtf , this one’s for theshipthatflew & her love for Saul Steinberg ;]
Halloween 1966 “My father dressed up as a bird for halloween.”
time for some obscure Halloween finds, it’s that time of the year;]
from always exquisite theboatlullabies
“I knew someone in advertising who said she would be happy to open her apartment to her,” Shay recalled. “I took her there. She was about 41, still a very attractive lady. I was a ballsy 28- or 29-year-old. She took a shower and left the bathroom door open. I always carried a Leica (camera) around my neck. There she was at the mirror doing her hair. I went click, click click. She turned around and said, ‘Oh, you naughty man.’”
Simone de Beauvoir in Chicago, 1952 by Art Shay
Beach Snapshot [Phyl Riley And Damien Parer] c.1938 by Olive Cotton *
Instead of GPOYW,a little treat from liquidnight:
“I was young I was so young it hurt like a knife
inside
because there was no alternative except to hide as long
as possible—-
not in self-pity but with dismay at my limited chance:
trying to connect.”
— Charles Bukowski, from “Friends Within The Darkness”
[photo via mental_floss]
Smoking Girls on a Train Car,1920s
from Atypical Art
Dietrich in Germany, preparing to don her sequined evening gown & gold pumps to perform onstage during USO show for a US Army, February,1945
by George Silk
from LIFE
bit of anonymous summerscaping:Bathing Beauties
[On the roof garden of the huge knitting mills of the Gantier & Mattern Co. San Francisco, California,c.1925]
And this is also from Umbrella Rock on Lookout Mountain;]
thanks to membrane who posted one more from the same spot here
Bill & Wisdow [?] O’Neal / 1917 / Real Photo Postcard/ Source : mrwatermanslide