Wednesday, July 28, 2010

sometimes a lady

The sky is twelve shades of crushed pearl today. 
A day for dreaming and wandering thoughts. A day for endless pots of tea, for whistling kettles, for cosy light-filled homes. Books in knee-high piles. Jonquils stowed in every spare glass, their intoxicating, indulgent perfume overflowing, over-ruling even the kindled candles. A day for beautiful images from another realm where baby elephants are pets and where girls float by on their toes and where people in greyscale worlds flow on to mysterious, unknowable destinations.

Not a world where anyone actually lives, of course. These images are intimations, fantasies, spun out of silk and celluloid for drifting into on days like these. For making believe. And, for a moment, for feasting the senses before picking your book back up, before completing your tax return, before deciding what to do about dinner. But for just this moment, allow yourself to disappear.

All images by Arthur Elgort.


  1. Hey there,
    Just sent you through an email with an image that I adore that coincides perfectly with your post! Hope you love it as much as I do.
    Love your blog and admire your studies keep up the great work.

  2. There is a woman living up the road, who has a dog that looks like a small bear. Every time I see her walking it I do a double-take, even though I know better.