enochliew:

Paper sculptures by Davy and Kristin McGuire

The award-winning husband-and-wife team have built a reputation for innovative, indelible works – blending animation, projection mapping, theatre, film, dance and papercraft.

(Source: davyandkristinmcguire.com)

vintageanchorbooks:

“I don’t like to see all my energies, all of my youth, wasted in fur coats and radios and slipcovers.”

— from “The Stories of John Cheever” by John Cheever

 bookspresso:

coffee and book by frail_soul on Flickr.

Nice to see my own photo on my dashboard :)

bookspresso:

coffee and book by frail_soul on Flickr.

Nice to see my own photo on my dashboard :)

I have an idea that the only thing which makes it possible to regard this world we live in without disgust is the beauty which now and then men create out of the chaos. The pictures they paint, the music they compose, the books they write, and the lives they lead. Of all these the richest in beauty is the beautiful life. That is the perfect work of art.
W. Somerset Maugham, The Painted Veil (via misswallflower)
All the literati keep at least one imaginary friend.
 teachingliteracy:

(by Anna Baranska)
Voices in the forest tell of dark and twisted enchantments - as dark and twisted as the roots and grasping branches of the trees themselves. Even the most gnarled tree is eloquent in the telling of its own tale.
Brian Froud (via sleepystoryteller)

(Source: natural-magics)

 vintageanchorbooks:

Short-story writer and poet Raymond Carver was born in Clatskanie, Oregon, a mill town on the Columbia River, on this day in 1938. “When you’re writing fiction or poetry… it really comes down to this: indifference to everything except what you’re doing… A young writer could do worse than follow the advice given in those lines.” — Raymond Carver (1938–1988)

vintageanchorbooks:

Short-story writer and poet Raymond Carver was born in Clatskanie, Oregon, a mill town on the Columbia River, on this day in 1938.

“When you’re writing fiction or poetry… it really comes down to this: indifference to everything except what you’re doing… A young writer could do worse than follow the advice given in those lines.”
— Raymond Carver (1938–1988)
 
Men are afraid that women will laugh at them. Women are afraid that men will kill them.
— Margaret Atwood (via misandry-mermaid)

(Source: wobblydash)

charlie-lewis:

I’m now selling a selection of my book covers as postcards!

Go to my brand new shop here: http://charlielewisillustration.bigcartel.com

 itsfrantastic:

Books of 2012: The Famished Road (Okri)
Thoughts in 10 words or less: Magical realism at its finest, post-colonial literature at its strongest.

itsfrantastic:

Books of 2012: The Famished Road (Okri)

Thoughts in 10 words or less: Magical realism at its finest, post-colonial literature at its strongest.

 my book, my good friend (by Tran Phuong Thanh)

my book, my good friend (by Tran Phuong Thanh)

http://nyphil.tumblr.com/post/44655246813/reading-into-bach-he-knew-he-shared-his →

nyphil:

Reading Into Bach

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"He knew he shared his father’s love for Bach, but had only ever been interested in secular music. His Bach was the Bach of the Goldberg Variations, the Suites and Partitas, the Musical Offering, and the concertos. As a child he had gone with his parents to the St. Matthew Passion and the Christmas Oratorio and had been bored, which had led him to the belief that Bach’s religious music was not for him. If they hadn’t fit into the program for his trip with his father, he would never have thought of listening to the motets.

But when he was sitting in the church listening to the music, it took hold of him. He didn’t understand the texts, and because he didn’t want to distract himself from the music by reading the words, he didn’t follow along in the program, either. He wanted to savor the sweetness of the music. Sweetness was something he had never associated with Bach, nor in his view should it be. But what he was experiencing was sweetness, sometimes painful, sometimes soulful, profoundly at peace in the chorales. He remembered his father’s answer to his question about why he loved Bach.”


From “Johann Sebastian Bach on Ruegen,” part of the short-story collection Summer Lies by Bernhard Schlink (author of The Reader). Summer Lies comes out in paperback on Thursday, and The Bach Variations opens at Avery Fisher Hall, and features Bach’s Motet No. 1, tomorrow night.


(Photos: New York Philharmonic Digital Archives)

 vintageanchorbooks:

One of the three Murakami vending machines you can find at train stations in Poland.
Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage hits U.S. bookstores (not vending machines, sadly) on 8/12/14!

vintageanchorbooks:

One of the three Murakami vending machines you can find at train stations in Poland.

Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage hits U.S. bookstores (not vending machines, sadly) on 8/12/14!