Death in White Gloves

Le Samourai
Jean Pierre Melville
1967

How Close to the Edge

                  Los Angeles weather is the weather of catastrophe, of apocalypse, and, just as the reliably long and bitter winters of New England determine how life is lived there, the violence and unpredictability of the Santa Ana affect the entire quality of life in Los Angeles, accentuate it's impermanence, it's unreliability. The wind shows us how close to the edge we are.

Joan Didion

reblogged from Taylormorley

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Gary Winogrand 1964

Beauty of the Shadows 5

Andreas Feininger

Wily Ronis

Erika Schmatenberger

Gyorgy Kepes

Frank Oscar Larson

Horacio Coppola

W. Eugene Smith

Erno Vadas

Esther Bubley

Ara Guler

Mary Ann Lea Dorr

Edward Kloubec

There's a Guard

                                  For there's a guard and there's a sad old padre
                                  Arm in arm we'll walk at daybreak
                                  Again i touch the green green grass of home

Green Green Grass of Home
(Curly Putnam)
Merle Haggard
1968

painting
Andrew Wyeth
'Public Sale'

Classic Fragments 20 - An Edge

                                  'without an edge there ain't no tough guy'
Lady from Shanghai
1947

Memento Mori

              Taken from his brother Jonathan Nolan's short story Memento Mori on www.impulsenine.com/homepage/pages/shortstories/memento_mori.htm, published in Esquire magazine, the haunting Neo Noir Christopher Nolan made as his debut in 2000 is still one of the best examples of the genre. One of the best reviews of Memento and the number of ways it can be considered can be found on www.filmsufi.com/2013/04/memento-christopher-nolan-2000.html

Memento Mori
Jonathan Nolan
March 2001 Esquire

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Memento 
2000

Permanently Hidden

                   
              Man cannot live without a permanent trust in something indestructible within himself, though both the indestructible element and the trust may remain permanently hidden from him.

Franz Kafka

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Georgu Pinkhassov
Magnum Photos

Death of a Cyclist

Death of a Cyclist
Juan Antonio Bardem
1955
                  http://www.mubis.es/titulos/muerte-de-un-ciclista-blu-ray/capturas-blu-ray

Black Shape

                 ........... first, there was nothing out there, nothing in sight there. Then, as though the street-bed were water and this bulky black shape were a grotesque gondola, it came floating up out of the darkness from nowhere. And then suddenly, still with no sound whatsoever, there it was at a halt in position.

Cornell Woolrich

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Maartenoortwijn
reblogged from Flickr

Jazz Noir 5

                          A kiss that is never tasted is forever and ever wasted.
Billie Holiday
                                   ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                  When i sing, trouble can sit right on my shoulder and i don't even notice.

Sarah Vaughan

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Miles Davis by
Lee Tanner

Thunder Road

                                     There were ghosts in the eyes
                                     Of all the boys you sent away
                                     They haunt this dusty beach road
                                     In the skeleton frames of burned out Chevrolets

                                     They scream your name at night in the street
                                     Your graduation gown lies in rags at their feet
                                     And in the lonely cool before dawn
                                     You hear their engines roaring on
                                     But when you get to the porch they're gone
                                     On the wind, so Mary climb in
                                     It's a town full of losers
                                     And i'm pulling out of here to win

Thunder Road
(Springsteen)
Bruce Springsteen
1975

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Danny Lyon
reblogged from LeClownLyrique

Wayne F. Miller

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Magnum Photos

Sketches of Night

      'Hopper read Life and he smoked cigarettes. Though i couldn't find out what brand he smoked. This magazine might have been on his nightstand. The woman in the painting, what is she holding ? A pack of Luckies ? A wad of money ? Hopper's wife said it was just a sandwich'.

Edward Hopper's Details
Jeremiah Moss
The New Yorker
May 23rd 2013

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Study for Nighthawks
Heirs of Josephine N. Hopper
Whitney Museum

                             https://www.democraticunderground.com/10026289316