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.

This is going to be a “Please give me some work to do” postcard. Hope It’s gonna work. ;-)

“Adolescents” AnOther Magazine Fall Winter 2002/2003 by Terry Richardson 

Salt Sea. The pink colour comes from the overabundance of sodium.

Vierge des Sept Douleurs -  Italie du Sud, 18ème siècle. Musée du Coeur ( collection du docteur Boyadjian et de son épouse ), MRAH, Parc du Cinquantenaire, Bruxelles.
"I imagine a line, a white line, painted on the sand and on the ocean, from me to you."

- Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything Is Illuminated  (via thatkindofwoman)