Kalyn the New Yorker

laphamsquarterly:

The Worst Jobs in the World

Thinking of striking on this May Day? Maybe you should if you’re a Renaissance spit boy or a nineteenth-century leech gatherer.

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Just discovered Map Your Memories

Manhattan (Opening)

Watched this in my New York Stories class - loved the opening sequence. It gave me chills!  I live here.

Atonement (2007) colors + green

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laughingsquid:

Russian Artist Paints Fairy Tale Art on Her Palm

Just about the time the shadows call
I undress my mind and dare you to follow
Paint a portrait of my mystery
Only close my eyes and you are here with me
A nameless face to think I see
To sit and watch the waves with me till they’re gone
A heart I’d swear I’d recognize is
Made out of my own devicesâ?¦ could I be wrong?

Time that I’ve taken
Pray is not wasted
Have I already tasted my piece of
One sweet love?
Ready and waiting
For a heart worth the breaking
But I’d settle for an honest mistake in the name of
One sweet love.

Sleepless nights you creep inside of me
Weave your shadows in the breath that we share
You take more than just my sanity
Take my reason not to care.
No ordinary wings I’ll need
The sky itself will carry me back to you
Things I dream that I can do
I’ll open up the moon for you
Just come down soon

Time that I’ve taken
Pray is not wasted
Have I already tasted my piece of
One sweet love?
Ready and waiting
For a heart worth the breaking
But I’d settle for an honest mistake in the name of
One sweet love.

Savor the sorrow to soften the pain
Sip on the southern rain, as I do
I don’t look don’t touch don’t do anything
But hope that there is a you.

The earth that is the space between
I’d banish it from under me to get to you.
Your unexpected love provides
My solitary suicide, oh I wish I knew

Time that I’ve taken
Pray is not wasted
Have I already tasted my piece of
One sweet love?
Ready and waiting
For a heart worth the breaking
But I’d settle for an honest mistake in the name of
One sweet love.

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kjang:

Nerding out to this beautiful soprano and horn duet from the Handel opera, Julius Caesar. My teacher, Javier, told me about how my former teacher, Erik Ralske, plays this like it’s nothing. It’s full of all these delicate high notes, and he just goes for it! So inspiring

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annstreetstudio:

The view from here…

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My friend told me about a Spanish saying, “To be beautiful you must look up at the stars.”  She said when she was little, she took it literally and always looked out at the stars at night.  But it’s actually referring to the pain a woman endures for the sake of beauty, so much that she would be “seeing stars.”  I love idiomatic sayings in other languages, like the Chinese one “It’s right under your eyelid,” if you’re looking for something that’s in an obvious place.