#graph

It is (to describe it figuratively) as if an author were to make a slip of the pen, and as if this clerical error became conscious of being such. Perhaps this was no error but in a far higher sense was an essential part of the whole exposition. It is, then, as if this clerical error were to revolt against the author, out of hatred for him, were to forbid him to correct it, and were to say, "No, I will not be erased, I will stand as a witness against thee, that thou art a very poor writer. ↗

— Søren Kierkegaard

#art

It's often about the simple things, isn't it? Painting and photography are first about seeing, they say. Writing is about observing. Technique is secondary. Sometimes the simple is the most difficult. ↗

— Linda Olsson

#painting #photography #simple #writing #art

Everything built with an art, May your eyes couldn't see it, but digital eye can. ↗

— Chanaka Satharasinghe.

#art

Type is a beautiful group of letters, not a group of beautiful letters. ↗

— Matthew Carter

#beauty

The great gifts of models are not that they're more beautiful than the next person, it's that they're able to be photographed and not be self-conscious. ↗

— Bono

#photographs #self-conciousness #beauty

The photographic image... is a message without a code. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#image #message #photographic #without

When I was living on the street I would be standing out in front of Grauman's Chinese Theater, leaning against my car and signing autographs and nobody had any idea that I was living in it. ↗

— Danny Bonaduce

#any #autographs #car #chinese #front

A paradox: the same century invented History and PHotography. But History is a memory fabricated according to positive formulas, a pure intellectual discourse which abolishes mythic Time; and the Photograph is a certain but fugitive testimony; so that everything, today, prepares our race for this impotence: to be no longer able to conceive duration, affectively or symbolically: the age of the Photograph is also the age of revolutions, contestations, assassinations, explosions, in short, of impatiences, of everything which denies ripening. ↗

— Roland Barthes

#modernity #photography #age

After I’m dead, I want to ghostwrite my autobiography. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#dead #death #ghostwrite #supernatural #death

If the mystery can be reduced to one solution, it lies in a simple coincidence: Rimbaud's interest in his own work had survived the realization that the world would not be changed by verbal innovation. It did not survive the failure of all his adult relationships. He had always treated poems as a form of private communication. He gave his songs to chansonniers, his satires to satirists. Without a constant companion, he was writing in a void. ↗

— Graham Robb

#writing #change