His Pale Body

Photographer Unknown, (His Pale Body)

“He foresaw his pale body reclined in it at full, naked, in a womb of warmth, oiled by scented melting soap, softly lavered. He saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow: his navel, bud of flesh: and saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid floating flower.” – James Joyce, Ulysses

Pierced Ear

Photographer Unknown, Model Unknown, (Pierced Ear), Photo Shoot

“A human being – what is a human being? Everything and nothing. Through the power of thought it can mirror everything it experiences. Through memory and knowledge it becomes a microcosm, carrying the world within itself. A mirror of things, a mirror of facts. Each human being becomes a little universe within the universe!”
Guy de Maupassant

 

Jack Kerouac: “I Sit on the Old Broken-Down Pier”

Photographer Unknown, (The Man at the Pier), Photo Shoot

“So in America when the sun goes down and I sit on the old broken-down river pier watching the long, long skies over New Jersey and sense all that raw land that rolls in one unbelievable huge bulge over to the West Coast, all all that road going, and all the people dreaming in the immensity of it. . . ”

– Jack Kerouac, On the Road