Sunday, 5 January 2014
Darwin in colour
"In continuation to our popular series of Realistically Colorized Historical Photos we bring you part 2 of the series highlighting even more incredible memorable black and white photographs realistically colorized. Through the digital process of colorization, we can travel through time and see these popular figures and scenes as if they were in today’s modern day and color. It is remarkable how adding a dash of color can bring the past back to life."
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Wednesday, 31 July 2013
Come away, O human child!
Come away, O human child!
To the waters and the wild
With a faery, hand in hand,
For the world's more full of weeping than you
can understand.
Tuesday, 23 July 2013
wise lobster
I wonder what it is you might think about our different worlds. He looked at me kinda sideways and said, "Human beings are the only creatures on Earth who claim a God, and the only living thing that behaves like it hasn't got one. Does the world belong to no one but you?" And when he said it, I was taken aback. Not because of who was doing the talking. Because I finally understood the connection between children scavenging for food, and shiny brass plates on the front doors of banks.
Tuesday, 16 July 2013
Tuesday, 9 July 2013
love letters
"Tell me everything; when you'll be out again, where you'll be at
Christmas and that you think of me and love me, I don't want you for a day (though
I'd sell my toes to see you now my dear, only for a minute, to kiss you
once and make a funny face at you): a day is the length of a gnat's
life: I want you for the lifetime of a big, mad animal, like an
elephant."
"I lost you in the morning. I don't want to write words, words, words to you; I must see you and hear you; it's hell writing to you now . . . you are really my flesh and blood Caitlin whom I love more than anyone has loved anyone else. It's nonsense me living without you, you without me: the world is very unbalanced unless in the very centre of it we stand together all the time in a hairy, golden, more-or-less unintelligible haze of daftness."
"I lost you in the morning. I don't want to write words, words, words to you; I must see you and hear you; it's hell writing to you now . . . you are really my flesh and blood Caitlin whom I love more than anyone has loved anyone else. It's nonsense me living without you, you without me: the world is very unbalanced unless in the very centre of it we stand together all the time in a hairy, golden, more-or-less unintelligible haze of daftness."
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