Eyes
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🪟🖐️👀🖐️ eYES... HA HA HA... eYES
He/him.
He/him.
"Clara became ill. Arriving with the tea tray, the dinner tray, Pattie was silently reproached by eyes which became ever more large and luminously sad."
Iris Murdoch, "The Time of the Angels"
🖼️ Ferdinand Hodler, "La Malade" (1914)
Iris Murdoch, "The Time of the Angels"
🖼️ Ferdinand Hodler, "La Malade" (1914)
November 16, 2025 at 4:54 AM
"Clara became ill. Arriving with the tea tray, the dinner tray, Pattie was silently reproached by eyes which became ever more large and luminously sad."
Iris Murdoch, "The Time of the Angels"
🖼️ Ferdinand Hodler, "La Malade" (1914)
Iris Murdoch, "The Time of the Angels"
🖼️ Ferdinand Hodler, "La Malade" (1914)
"Every now and then the rats cleaned their paws in their whiskers. When they came to the eyes, they scratched them out slowly and licked the eyelids. They bit into the eye as though it was a little egg and chewed it gently, slanting their mouths to suck up the juice."
Jean Giono
🖼️ Otto Dix
Jean Giono
🖼️ Otto Dix
November 11, 2025 at 9:58 AM
"Every now and then the rats cleaned their paws in their whiskers. When they came to the eyes, they scratched them out slowly and licked the eyelids. They bit into the eye as though it was a little egg and chewed it gently, slanting their mouths to suck up the juice."
Jean Giono
🖼️ Otto Dix
Jean Giono
🖼️ Otto Dix
"J’ai des yeux, de vrais yeux,
des yeux vivants, des yeux de flamme,
des yeux merveilleux
qui vont jusques au fond de l’âme
et qui même en bien des cas
en peuvent prêter une à ceux qui n’en ont pas"
Jules Barbier, after Hoffmann, for Offenbach
⬇️ Robert Wilson's "The Sandman"
des yeux vivants, des yeux de flamme,
des yeux merveilleux
qui vont jusques au fond de l’âme
et qui même en bien des cas
en peuvent prêter une à ceux qui n’en ont pas"
Jules Barbier, after Hoffmann, for Offenbach
⬇️ Robert Wilson's "The Sandman"
October 31, 2025 at 11:13 AM
"J’ai des yeux, de vrais yeux,
des yeux vivants, des yeux de flamme,
des yeux merveilleux
qui vont jusques au fond de l’âme
et qui même en bien des cas
en peuvent prêter une à ceux qui n’en ont pas"
Jules Barbier, after Hoffmann, for Offenbach
⬇️ Robert Wilson's "The Sandman"
des yeux vivants, des yeux de flamme,
des yeux merveilleux
qui vont jusques au fond de l’âme
et qui même en bien des cas
en peuvent prêter une à ceux qui n’en ont pas"
Jules Barbier, after Hoffmann, for Offenbach
⬇️ Robert Wilson's "The Sandman"
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Nothing to see here? Well, this is a slow moving 🧵 for #skystorians and others about #eyeglasses of the past, about how to read in the past, where to buy eyeglasses, and how to do with them in general. The hashtag is #HowToDoWithGlassesInThePast
Let's roll.
Let's roll.
October 27, 2025 at 10:28 AM
Nothing to see here? Well, this is a slow moving 🧵 for #skystorians and others about #eyeglasses of the past, about how to read in the past, where to buy eyeglasses, and how to do with them in general. The hashtag is #HowToDoWithGlassesInThePast
Let's roll.
Let's roll.
"In vain are our graces,
In vain are your eyes.
In vain are our graces
If love you despise."
John Dryden, King Arthur
Botticelli, Portrait of a Young Woman
In vain are your eyes.
In vain are our graces
If love you despise."
John Dryden, King Arthur
Botticelli, Portrait of a Young Woman
October 27, 2025 at 11:20 AM
"In vain are our graces,
In vain are your eyes.
In vain are our graces
If love you despise."
John Dryden, King Arthur
Botticelli, Portrait of a Young Woman
In vain are your eyes.
In vain are our graces
If love you despise."
John Dryden, King Arthur
Botticelli, Portrait of a Young Woman
Reposted by Eyes
and they are all screaming, and not only are there cataracts in their bulging eyes, but they are all blind, they stand leaning to one side in pieces and corroded from the acids around the collapsed graves, and blindly they scream in the darkness,they scream that this was awaiting them
Krasznahorkai
Krasznahorkai
February 4, 2024 at 8:27 AM
and they are all screaming, and not only are there cataracts in their bulging eyes, but they are all blind, they stand leaning to one side in pieces and corroded from the acids around the collapsed graves, and blindly they scream in the darkness,they scream that this was awaiting them
Krasznahorkai
Krasznahorkai
I tried to translate Yourcenar's "Cantilène pour un Flûtiste Aveugle", with no success, except maybe (???) with the last stanza:
"And, since your steady cadences
Guide the heartbeat of summer nights,
Make us believe the sky dances
Because a blind man sang just right"
🖼️ Titian? (disputed)
"And, since your steady cadences
Guide the heartbeat of summer nights,
Make us believe the sky dances
Because a blind man sang just right"
🖼️ Titian? (disputed)
October 3, 2025 at 1:40 PM
I tried to translate Yourcenar's "Cantilène pour un Flûtiste Aveugle", with no success, except maybe (???) with the last stanza:
"And, since your steady cadences
Guide the heartbeat of summer nights,
Make us believe the sky dances
Because a blind man sang just right"
🖼️ Titian? (disputed)
"And, since your steady cadences
Guide the heartbeat of summer nights,
Make us believe the sky dances
Because a blind man sang just right"
🖼️ Titian? (disputed)
"My eyes are like telescopes
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist"
Tom Verlaine, "Friction"
🖼️ Paul Klee, "Ventriloquist and Crier in the Moor"
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist"
Tom Verlaine, "Friction"
🖼️ Paul Klee, "Ventriloquist and Crier in the Moor"
September 24, 2025 at 4:47 PM
"My eyes are like telescopes
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist"
Tom Verlaine, "Friction"
🖼️ Paul Klee, "Ventriloquist and Crier in the Moor"
I see it all backwards, but who wants hope?
If I ever catch that ventriloquist
I'll squeeze his head right into my fist"
Tom Verlaine, "Friction"
🖼️ Paul Klee, "Ventriloquist and Crier in the Moor"
I'm in the town where the author of Das Passagen-Werk, fearing the Spanish authorities would not grant him passage into Spain, requested passage from Charon instead.
The Walter Benjamin memorial monument, aptly titled "Passages" is an underground stairway leading to the sea.
The Walter Benjamin memorial monument, aptly titled "Passages" is an underground stairway leading to the sea.
September 19, 2025 at 3:27 PM
I'm in the town where the author of Das Passagen-Werk, fearing the Spanish authorities would not grant him passage into Spain, requested passage from Charon instead.
The Walter Benjamin memorial monument, aptly titled "Passages" is an underground stairway leading to the sea.
The Walter Benjamin memorial monument, aptly titled "Passages" is an underground stairway leading to the sea.
Every transmission tower along the road I'm driving on has a stork nest on top of it. Every single one.
September 19, 2025 at 10:10 AM
Every transmission tower along the road I'm driving on has a stork nest on top of it. Every single one.
Good morning!
Upper-left pic is the view I had for breakfast. The others were taken yesterday in the same place (Albarracín, Spain)
Upper-left pic is the view I had for breakfast. The others were taken yesterday in the same place (Albarracín, Spain)
September 19, 2025 at 7:09 AM
Good morning!
Upper-left pic is the view I had for breakfast. The others were taken yesterday in the same place (Albarracín, Spain)
Upper-left pic is the view I had for breakfast. The others were taken yesterday in the same place (Albarracín, Spain)
"you fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye"
Margaret Atwood (from "Power Politics")
📷 Arthur Hertz, "untitled photo that became the cover art for Mr Bungle's second album Disco Volante
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye"
Margaret Atwood (from "Power Politics")
📷 Arthur Hertz, "untitled photo that became the cover art for Mr Bungle's second album Disco Volante
September 18, 2025 at 7:29 PM
"you fit into me
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye"
Margaret Atwood (from "Power Politics")
📷 Arthur Hertz, "untitled photo that became the cover art for Mr Bungle's second album Disco Volante
like a hook into an eye
a fish hook
an open eye"
Margaret Atwood (from "Power Politics")
📷 Arthur Hertz, "untitled photo that became the cover art for Mr Bungle's second album Disco Volante
"Now I feel plenty
It's only my way of touching
What you cannot see
Only this is mine
Come closer, closer to me
I come from far away
Where you are not
Where are my eyes?
There are rings on my fingers
But where, where
Where are my hands?"
Red Crayola, "Former Reflections, Enduring Doubt"
🖼️ M. Ernst
It's only my way of touching
What you cannot see
Only this is mine
Come closer, closer to me
I come from far away
Where you are not
Where are my eyes?
There are rings on my fingers
But where, where
Where are my hands?"
Red Crayola, "Former Reflections, Enduring Doubt"
🖼️ M. Ernst
September 18, 2025 at 8:12 AM
"Now I feel plenty
It's only my way of touching
What you cannot see
Only this is mine
Come closer, closer to me
I come from far away
Where you are not
Where are my eyes?
There are rings on my fingers
But where, where
Where are my hands?"
Red Crayola, "Former Reflections, Enduring Doubt"
🖼️ M. Ernst
It's only my way of touching
What you cannot see
Only this is mine
Come closer, closer to me
I come from far away
Where you are not
Where are my eyes?
There are rings on my fingers
But where, where
Where are my hands?"
Red Crayola, "Former Reflections, Enduring Doubt"
🖼️ M. Ernst
"The eye: a hand"
Attributed to Edouard Manet by Stéphane Mallarmé
🖼️ Victor Brauner, "Composition with a Portrait"
Attributed to Edouard Manet by Stéphane Mallarmé
🖼️ Victor Brauner, "Composition with a Portrait"
September 16, 2025 at 9:02 AM
"The eye: a hand"
Attributed to Edouard Manet by Stéphane Mallarmé
🖼️ Victor Brauner, "Composition with a Portrait"
Attributed to Edouard Manet by Stéphane Mallarmé
🖼️ Victor Brauner, "Composition with a Portrait"
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Out of William Carlos Williams’s “Prologue to Kora in Hell” (1920): “A poem is tough by no quality it borrows from a logical recital of events nor from the events themselves but solely from that attenuated power which draws perhaps many broken things into a dance giving them thus a full being.”
September 14, 2025 at 11:37 PM
Out of William Carlos Williams’s “Prologue to Kora in Hell” (1920): “A poem is tough by no quality it borrows from a logical recital of events nor from the events themselves but solely from that attenuated power which draws perhaps many broken things into a dance giving them thus a full being.”
Since I have managed to take an (underwhelming) cricket shot, I feel authorized to do a hike recap.
And no, the cricket pic is not in black and white.
And no, the cricket pic is not in black and white.
September 15, 2025 at 12:30 PM
Since I have managed to take an (underwhelming) cricket shot, I feel authorized to do a hike recap.
And no, the cricket pic is not in black and white.
And no, the cricket pic is not in black and white.
A Tragedy (silk and butterfly wing, 2025)
September 15, 2025 at 12:17 PM
A Tragedy (silk and butterfly wing, 2025)
"[...] a smile which, unlike those seen on the majority of human faces, had no trace in it of irony, save for herself, while for all of us kisses seemed to spring from her eyes, which could not look upon those she loved without yearning to bestow upon them passionate caresses."
Proust
🖼️ S. Valadon
Proust
🖼️ S. Valadon
September 15, 2025 at 7:44 AM
"[...] a smile which, unlike those seen on the majority of human faces, had no trace in it of irony, save for herself, while for all of us kisses seemed to spring from her eyes, which could not look upon those she loved without yearning to bestow upon them passionate caresses."
Proust
🖼️ S. Valadon
Proust
🖼️ S. Valadon
Well that was a nice enough day, I think I'll have the same tomorrow.
September 11, 2025 at 7:10 PM
Well that was a nice enough day, I think I'll have the same tomorrow.
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Your morning image
September 10, 2025 at 1:01 PM
Your morning image
