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montreal, where the verdigris runs rampant, and i photographed it all

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“ I demand unconditional love and complete freedom. That is why I am terrible. ”

—    Tomaž Šalamun

(Source: ririsolo, via tamishka)

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'For the longest time I mostly just looked. I surveyed the outgrown, the underused, the inherited, the once-wanted unwanted things. It was summer and the plastic, glass, and ceramic baked on white sheets in the afternoon heat. What I picked up was often hot to the touch.

It sometimes took weeks, sometimes longer, to settle on an object and then to find it again. The settling was easy. I found things beautiful. I got a particular type of loneliness just by looking at certain things, and of course that’s how I knew. After about a dozen or so stops I’m sure you could start to see it too: a kind of brightness of an item that’s losing its luster, not just where you were, but all over.’

— from this

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