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A celebration of life through art, and the inspirations found in the everyday. Seen through the eyes of a curious 20-something year old with a camera named Spencer.

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25 August 09
Every form correctly seen is beautiful
— Goethe
16 August 09
We’re just dolphins with expensive jumpers.
— Ricky Swallow
15 August 09
But that’s the fun part, right?

But that’s the fun part, right?

7 June 09
We were wonderful travel companions, but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they’re nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other. But that was only for the briefest moment. In the next instance we’d be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing.
— Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart
9 May 09

Reblogged: quote-book

30 April 09
Everything you love, everything meaningful with depth and history, all passionate authentic experiences will be appropriated, mishandled, watered down, cheapened, repackaged, marketed and sold to the people you hate.
21 April 09
18 April 09
…I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.
— Haruki Murakami (via merricat)
11 April 09
Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.
— John Lennon
26 March 09
You need not do anything. Remain sitting at your table and listen. You need not even listen, just wait. You need not even wait, just learn to be quiet, still and solitary. And the world will freely offer itself to you unmasked. It has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
— Franz Kafka (via quote-book)

Reblogged: quote-book

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh