“One hope no sooner dies in us but another rises up in its stead. We are apt to fancy that we shall be happy and satisfied if we possess ourselves of such and such particular enjoyments; but either by reason of their emptiness, or the natural inquietude of the mind, we have no sooner gained one point, but we extend our hopes to another. We still find new inviting scenes and landscapes lying behind those which at a distance terminated our view.” IfsMindStillsReasonLyingDiesHopeNaturalViewsBehindsParticularSceneDistanceSatisfiedLandscapeEnjoymentFancyEmptinessInviting Book:The Works: In Six Volumes Source: The Works: In Six Volumes
“The landscape, like Los Angeles itself, is transitional. Impermanence haunts the city, with its mushroom industries--the aircraft perpetually becoming obsolete, the oil which must one day be exhausted, the movies which fill America's theatres for six months and are forgotten. Many of its houses--especially the grander ones--have a curiously disturbing atmosphere, a kind of psychological dankness which smells of anxiety, overdrafts, uneasy lust, whisky, divorce and lies.” KindAmericaLyingHouseCitiesMonthsIndustryBecomingOne DayAnxietySixForgottenDivorceSmellOilTheatreLustPsychologicalLandscapeAtmosphereLos AngelesExhaustedSix MonthsDisturbingObsoleteImpermanenceMushroomsUneasyAircraftWhiskyBecoming Obsolete Author:Christopher Isherwood
“You drive the landscape like a herd of clouds Moving against your horizontal tower Of steadfast speed. All England lies beneath you like a woman With limbs ravished By one glance carrying all these eyes.” EyeMovingLyingEnglandCloudsSpeedLandscapeTowersGlancesLimbsHerdsSteadfastHorizontalThese Eyes Book:New Collected Poems of Stephen Spender Source: New Collected Poems of Stephen Spender
“Humans have changed the landscape so much, but images of the sea could be shared with primordial people. I just project my imagination on to the viewer, even the first human being. I think first and then imagine some scenes. Then I go out and look for them. Or I re-create these images with my camera. I love photography because photography is the most believable medium. Painting can lie, but photography never lies: that is what people used to believe.” PeopleThinkingFirstsBelieveHumansLooksUsedLyingImaginationHuman BeingsImagineSeaChangedPaintingSceneProjectsPhotographyCamerasPhotographerMediumsLandscapeViewersMy ImaginationBelievableNever LiePhotography Love Author:Hiroshi Sugimoto