Maurice Vanes

 Paule Vézelay

James Baillie Fraser, Loll Bazaar lithograph, Calcutta (Kolkata), India, 1926.

Kolkata by Steve Mccurry

Martin Kollar


Dear Human:
You’ve got it all wrong.

You didn’t come here to master unconditional love. This is where you came from and where you’ll return.

You came here to learn personal love.
Universal love.
Messy love.
Sweaty Love.
Crazy love.
Broken love.
Whole love.
Infused with divinity.
Lived through the grace of stumbling.
Demonstrated through the beauty of… messing up.

You didn’t come here to be perfect, you already are.

You came here to be gorgeously human. Flawed and fabulous.

And rising again into remembering.

But unconditional love? Stop telling that story.

Love in truth doesn’t need any adjectives.
It doesn’t require modifiers.
It doesn’t require the condition of perfection.

It only asks you to show up.
And do your best.
That you stay present and feel fully.
That you shine and fly and laugh and cry and hurt and heal and fall and get back up and play and work and live and die as YOU.

Its enough.

It’s Plenty.


- Courtney A. Walsh (via observando)


for the anon that asked for the picture on my phone in this post.
that was such a random, beautiful request. here it is.
taken on the streets of Balmain the day I moved in on the FujiXT1 35mm at f1.4

Natalie Floss

Maurice de Vlaminck, Restaurant de la Machine a Bougival, c.1905



Last night was hard, and scary. I felt as if I was going to break.

This morning I woke up. I looked up at the sky and drank coffee on my porch and had breakfast and read. And it was ok. I am still whole.

This is living.

(via king-flowers)


camera obscura: outside in(n) 55, 2009 by Darius Kuzmickas by Jen Bekman on Flickr.

LURVE Magazine, ph. Benjamin Vnuk