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Lillian Bassman 1917 - 2012

It's a Cinch. I have long adored the images created by photographer, Lillian Bassman, a New York native. This one is a favourite. It is so feminine, so dreamy and full of beauty. Lillian started out studying textile design in high school, then fashion illustration at the Pratt Institute. In 1940 she was offered a scholarship to study with Alexey Brodovitch, art director at Harper's Bazaar, at the New School for Social Research and became his first paid assistant at Harper's Bazaar. She went on to become co-art Director at Junior Bazaar where she appointed young photographers, Robert Frank and Richard Avedon. Bassman started creating her own photographs during this time and became a freelance fashion photographer in 1947. She...

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Isabella Fiorella Elettra Giovanna Rossellini - I love her

'I believe in a set of values I cannot live by. I set high goals for myself, I seek perfection, dream of exotic faraway places. But ultimately, what I long for isn't far away at all. It's in my own backyard. Imperfection charms me, familiar things move me... a celebration of what we have, instead of what we long for. That for me, is glamor.'     Image by Mathew Rolston, Isabella Rossellini, Bird, New York, 1988

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A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache

  Portrait of Count Alexey G. Bobrinsky as a child – by Fyodor S. Rokotov – c.mid-1760s. Count Alexey G. Bobrinsky (1762-1813) was the illegitimate son of Catherine II (the Great) and Count Grigory G. Orlov. I praise loudly. I blame softly. The more a man knows, the more he forgives. Power without a nation's confidence is nothing. In politics a capable ruler must be guided by circumstances, conjectures and conjunctions. A great wind is blowing, and that gives you either imagination or a headache. I beg you take courage; the brave soul can mend even disaster. I shall be an autocrat, that's my trade; and the good Lord will forgive me, that's his. I may be kindly, I am...

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The language of Flowers

'And can all the flowers talk?' 'As well as you can,' said the tiger-lily. 'And a great deal louder.' from Lewis Carroll, Through the Looking Glass (1871) 

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