“America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words; with hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come; let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations.”—barack obama
“I was out walking the dear dog…and I saw 500 things that made me want to make art. I ran into a father taking two kids to school. The girls were wearing green skirts and orange rain boots and one of them had a ponytail and was carrying a pink book and was pigeon-toed. Then I saw a man wearing a bowler hat with a feather and he was wearing an eye mask like Zorro made out of a twenty-dollar bill and I thought, ‘There is a God. Thank you, whoever is showing me this.’”—maira kalman
Paloma Picasso lived in her grandmother's nineteenth century house in Neuilly surrounded by a camellia garden and a bamboo grove on a tiny plot. Once Eric Boman and I stayed there and I was photographing him and Paloma when she stumbled down the front steps in her wedgies and lay giggling on the gravel, not realizing she had broken her foot.
from A Chequered Past by Peter Schelsinger (via ivanhoebooks)