“We are imperfect mortal beings, aware of that mortality even as we push it away, failed by our very complication, so wired that when we mourn our losses we also mourn, for better or for worse, ourselves. As we were. As we are no longer. As we will one day not be at all.” Joan Didion in A Book of Common Prayer, one of my favourites. Time to reread I think. Her words, her sharp but beautiful insights have brought so much magic.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
A small moment of appreciation for Wim Wenders’ Don’t Come Knocking. I want to live my life in these colours. Sam Shepard and Jessica Lange and Eva Marie Saint. Heaven.
