Monday, 14 August 2017

Lest We Should See

Faces along the bar
Cling to their average day
The lights must never go out
The music must always play
All the conventions conspire
To make this fort assume
The furniture of home ;
Lest we should see where we are
Lost in a haunted wood
Children afraid of the night
Who have never been happy or good

WH Auden
from "September 1st 1939"

Vivian Maier


Michael Apted

Sunday, 13 August 2017

Defeated by Greater

The purpose of life is to be defeated by greater and greater things.

Rainer Maria Rilke

Orson Welles 1951

Waltz for Debby

Waltz for Debby
Bill Evans

Saturday, 12 August 2017

......Or Any Night

The night is tonight, tomorrow night ....... or any night.

Night and the City
Jules Dassin

Friday, 11 August 2017

No Worse Than Others

              People were being beaten, robbed, strangled, raped and murdered. People were hungry, sick, bored, desperate with loneliness or remorse or fear, angry, cruel, feverish, shaken by sobs. A city no worse than others, a city rich and vigorous and full of pride, a city lost and beaten and full of emptiness.

Raymond Chandler
The Long Goodbye

Herbert Gehr

Thursday, 10 August 2017

Understood Backwards

Life can only be understood backwards ; but it must be lived forwards.

Soren Kierkegaard

Miles Hyman

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Really Gets Bad

I do pretty well till after sundown
Suppertime i'm feelin sad
But it really gets bad
Round midnight
Round Midnight
Ella Fitzgerald

Gaston Paris 1935

Sunday, 6 August 2017

No One's Immune

         But no one's immune to thinking. Try drawing a blank for any length of time, emptying your head of everything and still you land on a colour, a shape, a personality, a grievance.

Elliott Chaze
Black Wings Has My Angel

Friday, 4 August 2017

As the Fire Crawls

          Edward Anderson is a wooden match struck in a hay strewn boxcar. Sputtering flame lights the faces of the men rocking against the walls, putting colour in their eyes, reflecting the road dust in their hair, drawing out their voices - their stories. As the fire crawls down the square stem of the match, close to the fingers that hold it, warming the tips, lighting the palm, we feel something real, and we also know that the dying wooden match is still capable of burning the place down.

Jonathan Eeds
introduction to Feels Like Rain

     also read ......http://woodyhaut.blogspot.co.uk/2017/07/depression-blues-edward-anderson.html

Thursday, 3 August 2017

There is a Flaw

                     ........... there is a flaw in your strength, and unless you can learn how to control it, the flaw will prove stronger than your strength and defeat you.

In Cold Blood
Truman Capote

In Cold Blood poster
Richard Brooks 1967

What You Do

Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.

Jean Paul Sartre