organizing/ from a disposable camera i shot last summer, july 2009
25 May 2010
24 May 2010
'Heinecken Studies is Jason Lazarus’ series of 25 photograms that were made with a portion of the cremated remains of artist and teacher, Robert Heinecken. (With the permission of the Heinecken Estate) These images were made in succession in a darkroom during a single sitting, each one in response to the previous photogram.'
/ from booooooom
21 May 2010
'love is the best and the noblest thing in the human heart, especially when it is tested by life as gold is tested by fire. happy is he who has loved much, and is sure of himself, and although he may have wavered and doubted, he has kept that divine spark alive and returned to what was in the beginning and ever shall be."
/letter 121: amsterdam, april 3, 1878 from van gogh to his brother theo
18 May 2010
13 May 2010
the lights go out on the train as it crosses the river. i can feel the darkness even through closed eyes; children scream. as the lights come back on i open my eyes and they fall on the boy in front of me. he is standing near the door on the opposite side of the train. between the people standing around him i can see he fingers a rosary that he has attached to his belt. the other hand holds a book open which his eyes never move from. the small silver crucified figure dangling from red beads is revealed as he opens his hand. he releases it, yawns and continues reading.
/ may 4th, L train 1 pm
11 May 2010
out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently to me,
whispering i love you, before long i die,
i have travel'd a long way merely to look on you to touch you,
for i could not die till i once look'd on you,
for i fear'd i might afterward lose you.
now we have met, we haved look'd, we are safe,
return in peace to the ocean my love,
i too am part of that ocean my love, we are not so much separated,
behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how perfect!
but as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate us,
as for an hour carrying us diverse, yet cannot carry us diverse forever;
be not impatient - a little space - know you i salute the air, the ocean and the land,
every day at sundown for your dear sake my love.
/ walt whitman