„I can only note that the past is beautiful because one never realises an emotion at the time. It expands later, and thus we don’t have complete emotions about the present, only about the past.”
Virginia Woolf (via indicio)
Eight years away from you on Flickr.
A playlist for my dear friend Magda’s (Nishe’s) birthday, which had me thinking about all the years in our life, from birth to death, from cradle to grave, and so I made a mix inspired by that. The beginning song represents birth, the finishing song represents the afterlife, with an ethereal, heaven-like sound, and mirrors the sound of the first song, giving the the sense of life coming full circle. The playlist is mostly atmospheric and instrumental, and features the music of Helios, Max Richter, Hammock, Lisa Gerrard, Jónsi, M83, and Jónsi & Alex. Listen here. Photo by Nishe.
Dying on Saturday
My workspace.
Summer evenings in my room, between day and night.
by Marcelo Jiménez
Morning Sun in Bolivia
Handwriting of Hans Christian Andersen.
Solipsism Syndrome
One begins to feel that all reality is internal and the remainder of the perceived universe is unreal or only exists in a dream state.
John Bauer
