Saturday, August 8, 2009

8.

“It’s when people leave their “place” in the social heirarchy that the trouble starts. It’s when they start getting uppity and rebellious that they invoke the wrath of the complacent and of the powerful.” - Carol Tavris




Photo is "Revolt" from Geberesiceee.

Friday, August 7, 2009

7.

“When a man is crucified, when he dies to himself, the heart opens up like a flower.” - Henry Miller




Photo is "Crucifixion" from Salvador Dali.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

6.

“The concept of an autonomous ‘haptic’ sense, that allows the apprehension of form and space independently of optics and acoustics, is not difficult to accept, and this may simply lie buried beneath the visual assessment in all but those who are born blind. But for a minority, the haptic sense remains the primary orientation. Such people interpret their world by touch, by their bodily feelings and by their muscular sensations, and their art is thus essentially ‘expressionistic’, in contrast to the visually motivated majority who tend to paint in a more realistic style.” - Patrick Trevor-Roper




Photo is "Hands" from Nuttygopher.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

5.

“I am thinking of the moment something dies and how we instinctively know it. And of how we try not to know what we know because we do not yet understand how we are to negotiate change.” - Alice Walker




Photo is "Change" from Kassyd.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

4.

“Since this is a hard and sad truth for the telling; those whom nature has sacrificed to her ends - her mysterious ends that often lie hidden - are sometimes endowed with a vast will to loving, with an endless capacity for suffering also, which must go hand in hand with their love.” - Radclyffe Hall




Photo is "Maimed" from BrooklynLove.

Monday, August 3, 2009

3.

“It is hardly an exaggeration to say that any of the bystanders could have explained those poems better than their actual authors. So I soon made up my mind about the poets too: I decided that it was not wisdom that enabled them to write their poetry, but a kind of instinct or inspiration, such as you find in seers and prophets who deliver all their sublime messages without knowing in the least what they mean.” - Plato




Photo is "The Seer" from Michael Shapcott.

Sunday, August 2, 2009

2.

“Now, when I say ‘I’ it seems hollow to me. I can no longer manage to feel myself, I am so forgotten. The only real thing left in me is some existence that can feel itself existing.” - Jean-Paul Sartre




Photo is "The Existence (2)" from Roadioarts.