Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.

Louis Kahan
sfmoma: Lebbeus Woods, Architect is currently on view at SFMOMA, and throughout the run of the exhibition, we’ll be using Tumblr as a place to sequentially share Woods’s wonderful sketchbooks, since only a fraction of the pages can be on view in the galleries. Featured here is the 14th page from a sketchbook he worked on in NYC from 1995-1998. Image: Lebbeus Woods, Sketchbook (30 July 1995, NYC - 23 May 1998, NYC), 1995; Collection SFMOMA, Accessions Committee Fund purchase; © Estate of Lebbeus Woods (2001.153 A-Y)
    If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.
By yama-bato 3.1.2013 ©yama-bato,2013
The Mirror Street (Iuliu Maniu Street) ,Cluj-Napoca By yama-bato ©yama-bato,2013
Artist: MOONDOG
Track: Lament I, “Bird`s Lament”
By yama- bato 3.1.2013 ©yama-bato,2013
in-the-gloaming: mrkiki: Utagawa KunisadaThe Central Street of the Yoshiwara in the early morning. 1830210 x 190 cm.
    It is time the stone made an effort to flower,
time unrest had a beating heart.
It is time it were time.

It is time.
processusmonomaniak: Hans Hartung : « Divisez une ligne en deux parties égales : vous obtenez l’ennui. »
Haruto Maeda via
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