More Like a Plant Than a Jewel

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We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals. Remote from universal nature and living by complicated artifice, Man and civilization survey the creatures through the glass of his knowledge and sees their by a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion.

We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far beneath ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man.

In a world older and more complex than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations, caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendor and travail of the earth.

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Harry Beston, 1888-1968
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Uta Barth - …To Walk Without Destination And To See Only To See (2010)

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1 ton marble block tied to a tree, 1973Charles Ray »

1 ton marble block tied to a tree, 1973

Charles Ray »

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"These are my parents. From that simple fact, everything follows. I realize that beyond the rolls of film and the few good pictures, the demands of my project and my confusion about its meaning, is the wish to take photography literally. To stop time. I want my parents to live forever."

Pictures of Home by Larry Sultan »

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That’s Us / Wild Combination - Arthur Russell

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"

Only the Mistakes Belong to Us

This tree keeps falling over. I prop it up,
it falls again. And the rain falls
day after day like a broken wet record.
Here are the birds—tiny, smaller

than birds. And like fresh butcher’s
paper, the light so bright it hurts.
So the birds are paper and so is the sky.
It will be easiest if I draw you a picture,

each of us a different shade of gray.
What goes right is an accident. It can’t
be blamed on us. What goes wrong

is almost impossible to see. How quickly
it disappears, like someone’s hand
into someone else’s pocket.

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Jorge Luis Borges
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I sit here
on the perfect end
of a star,

watching light
pour itself toward
me.

The light pours
itself through
a small hole
in the sky.

I’m not very happy,
but I can see
how things are
faraway.

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Richard Brautigan, Star Hole (via theunquotables)
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"

Time is, of course, doing its steady work on every object ever made. This complex relationship between the maker, an emotionally invested object, and the growing distance between them is not new, only rediscovered each generation, whether by an artist, a mourner, a mother, or a soldier…

We let go with the hope others will grab hold. These objects ask very human, moral questions: What right do we have to forget? What do we owe to each other’s memories?

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Dario Robleto on memory, forgetting, and time. (via beingblog)
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"After the earth dies, some 5 billion years from now, after it’s burned to a crisp, or even swallowed by the Sun, there will be other worlds and stars and galaxies coming into being - and they will know nothing of a place once called Earth."
Carl Sagan
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Black Sea of Concrete

"Everything is colorful here. And more precisely, two-colored, blue and yellow, the national colors of Ukraine in different shades and variations. A paradise for an artist seeking an inspiration in abstraction. Fisherman cottages, ice cream stands or summer datchas resembling bunkers. Fancifulness of concrete slabs’ arrangements as if borrowed from constructive sculptures. The installation goes on and on for miles. People live there in high season. Slightly closer to the center grey concrete slabs are thrown in disarray. Another paradise, this one for anglers, because the breakwater cuts several dozen meters into the water. A regular murmur of the sea hovers over it. Despite all this cacophony and mismatch you can feel calm at the shore. Irrational calm. Apparently, not the place itself matters, but the purpose for which people come here. They want to spend a few moments with nature. All attempts by humans to take the sea coast are grotesque and inadequate. Even the ugliness takes on a fascinating dimension. At the same time you feel longing for things that have gone away. For a state, once powerful with all its concrete, which used to tell you how to live. For something that was clear, transparent and comprehensible. It is now gone. People feel confused and tired of continuous changes. Youths are tired too. Actually it would be good if Eastern Ukraine rejoined Russia—say Andriej and Sasha carelessly. Both are twenty-something. They play snooker, drink beer from cans. In the old communist times there was no canned beer."

-photos and words by Rafal Milach

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from Women Annie Leibovitz
from Men at Workby Lewis Hine

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from Jean Renoir’s The River
from Wes Anderson’s The Darjeeling Limited

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