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Twenty-something Brit. Lover of nineteenth century novels, movies, picnics and tea dresses. Has a pretty big soft spot for Steve Rogers. No copyright infringement is intended.
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dailyrothko

"When I was a younger man, art was a lonely thing. No galleries, no collectors, no critics, no money. Yet, it was a golden age, for we all had nothing to lose and a vision to gain. Today it is not quite the same. It is a time of tons of verbiage, activity, consumption. Which condition is better for the world at large I shall not venture to discuss. But I do know, that many of those who are driven to this life are desperately searching for those pockets of silence where we can root and grow. We must all hope we find them."

-Address at Pratt, 1958

Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1969

Acrylic on wove paper mounted on linen

Photo by Eric Keune from the NGA show submitted to me on instagram where he is @erkitekt

52 3/4 × 41 in. (134 × 104.1 cm)

Estate/Inventory Number 2028.69

Collection Jon and Kim Shirley.

© Kate Rothko Prizel & Christopher Rothko Artists Rights Society, New York

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“Cities have often been compared to language: you can read a city, it’s said, as you read a book. But the metaphor can be inverted. The journeys we make during the reading of a book trace out, in some way, the private spaces we inhabit. There are texts that will always be our dead-end streets; fragments that will be bridges; words that will be like the scaffolding that protects fragile constructions. T.S. Eliot: a plant growing in the debris of a ruined building; Salvador Novo: a tree-lined street transformed into an expressway; Tomas Segovia: a boulevard, a breath of air; Roberto Bolano: a rooftop terrace; Isabel Allende: a (magically real) shopping mall; Gilles Deleuze: a summit; and Jacques Derrida: a pothole. Robert Walser: a chink in the wall, for looking through to the other side; Charles Baudelaire: a waiting room; Hannah Arendt: a tower, an Archimedean point; Martin Heidegger: a cul-de-sac; Walter Benjamin: a one-way street walked down against the flow.”

Valeria Luiselli, Relingos: The Cartography of Empty Spaces

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