Creatures of the Night
Rees, Alfred Wellesley.
Creatures of the Night; a book of wild life in western Britain.
London: J. Murray, 1905.
King’s Land Collection
Michelangelo Buonarroti, The Libyan Sibyl (1508-12), fresco, from the ceiling of the Sistene Chapel. Studies for the Libyan Sibyl (1508-1512), red chalk on paper, 21.4 x 28.9 cm. Collection of the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York, New York, USA. Via Wikimedia Commons and Art Blart.
Buried in the archives of the British Museum is this wonderful series of lithographs from illustrator Charles Joseph Hullmandel that transforms the English alphabet into sweeping landscapes. Hullmandel was one of the most important figures in the advancement of British lithography in the first half of the 19th century.
I have been intensely and imaginatively happy in the quietest places. I have been filled with life from within in a cold waiting room in a deserted railway junction. I have been completely alive sitting on an iron seat under an ugly lamppost at a third-rate watering place. In short, I have experienced the mere excitement of existence in places that would commonly be called as dull as ditch-water.
G. K. Chesterton (via contrariansoul)
I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.
Unknown (via frostnymph)