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it goes into every part of my body; it comes out of me.&lt;/h2&gt;Robert Longo&lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Longo, Untitled (Saturn), 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Home, Earth 3), 2005&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 72 x 72 inches/182.9 x 182.9 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Moon, 1865), 2005&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 88 x 72 inches/223.5 x 182.9 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Jupiter), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 72 x 89 inches/182.9 x 226.1 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Earth, for Zander), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 72 x 84 inches/182.9 x 213.4 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Hot Sun), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 72 x 84 inches/182.9 x 213.4 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Moon in Shadow), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 72 x 84 inches/182.9 x 213.4 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Neptune and Triton), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 52 x 100 inches/132.1 x 254 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Saturn), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 72 x 122 inches/182.9 x 309.9 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Starfield #4), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 94 x 48 inches/238.8 x 121.9 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Untitled (Jackson's Nebula), 2006&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Charcoal on mounted paper, 115 x 70 inches/292.1 x 177.8 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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From the series "&lt;a href="http://www.robertlongo.com/work/gallery/1069"&gt;THE OUTWARD AND VISIBLE SIGNS..., 2006&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;
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Artist's quote from &lt;a href="http://www.bordercrossingsmag.com/issue115/article/2784" target="_blank"&gt;this Interview&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5337632648345686456-3578322204649683762?l=thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The aesthetic of me not being there&lt;/h2&gt;
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Adam Fuss,&amp;nbsp; Untitled, From the series 'My Ghost', 2000&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Untitled, 2009&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, For Allegra, 2009&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss,&amp;nbsp;Untitled, From the series 'My Ghost',&amp;nbsp;2001&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss,&amp;nbsp;Untitled, From the series 'My Ghost',&amp;nbsp;1999&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, For Allegra, 2009&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, For Allegra, 2009&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Untitled, 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Untitled, 1998&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Love, 1993&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Untitled, 2003&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Untitled, 2003&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Medusa, from the series 'Home and the World', 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Untitled, From the series 'Home and the World', 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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Adam Fuss, Alphabet, From the series 'Home and the World', 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The aesthetic of me not being there&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"One doesn't have complete controle over the individual picture in the way one steps back. The force that makes the picture, the actual construction of the picture is not made by the hand it is made by the law of nature, the form that the nature takes. But one creates the situation that allows to take place. So there is a great degree of taken the helm. But there is also a situation where it is beyond, it is like another world. So there is no way you can do that. I like the aesthetic of me not being there, of the being no helm, of the looking like that there is no one there..."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
(Artist's Statement:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.photogram.org/concept/statements/adamfuss.html"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Watch &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/13149236"&gt;Shadow Catchers: Camera-less Photography - Adam Fuss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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images found at &lt;a href="http://www.artgallery.nsw.gov.au/work/156.2001/" target="_blank"&gt;artgallery&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.vam.ac.uk/images/image/68790-popup.html" target="_blank"&gt;V&amp;amp;A&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.artnet.com/artists/adam-fuss/artworks-for-sale" target="_blank"&gt;artnet&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.metmuseum.org/collections/search-the-collections?ft=*&amp;amp;amp;who=Adam+Fuss" target="_blank"&gt;The Metropolitan Museum of Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Articles:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;
&lt;i&gt;"So, we are not meant to learn anything from the work but are encouraged  at every turn to be seduced by and appreciate the pure wonder and beauty  of nature. In this work, as in alchemy, there are accidents that the  artist has discovered and exploited."&lt;/i&gt; (source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.nyartsmagazine.com/january-2003/adam-fuss-nature-through-alchemy-the-origins-of-photography-reinvented-by-charles-giuliano" target="_blank"&gt;NY Arts&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;"Adam Fuss seems to realize that one of the challenges faced by the photographer uninterested in taking pictures of the world's endless complexity is to make the medium's physical properties and processes an exciting part of the final image. (...) One of their achievements is to give the essential wonder of photography -- its capacity for both literal translation and total transformation -- a primitive directness that is also startlingly contemporary, especially as enhanced by a large scale and brilliant color."&lt;/i&gt; (source:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/1999/09/17/arts/art-in-review-adam-fuss-my-ghost.html" target="_blank"&gt;NYT&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;This is why poetic images are imaginings in a distinctive sense: &lt;br /&gt;
not mere fancies and illusions but imaginings that are visible &lt;br /&gt;
inclusions of the alien in the sight of the familiar.&lt;/h2&gt;Martin Heidegger, Poetry, Language, Thought&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;Mankind does not move forward synchronously,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
it stops and starts and goes off in different directions. &lt;br /&gt;
And only when scientific discoveries occur in the &lt;br /&gt;
course of technological development is there a &lt;br /&gt;
corresponding leap in man's moral development.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h2&gt;Andrei Tarkovsky&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NCmHH9mraRM/TzUCWReDGfI/AAAAAAAAAGk/zF_teMS_-_8/s1600/sol01a.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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watch the video below&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Inner, hidden, human problems, moral problems, always engage me far more than any questions of technology; and in any case technology, and how it develops, invariably relates to moral issues, in the end that is what it rests upon. My prime sources are always the real state of the human soul, and the conflicts that are expressed in spiritual problems. And so I paid more attention to that side of things in my film, even though I did so unconsciously. It was an organic process of selection. I didn't erase the rest, but it somehow became more muted than the things that interested me most." A. Tarkovsky (&lt;a href="http://people.ucalgary.ca/~tstronds/nostalghia.com/TheTopics/On_Solaris_2.html" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/Nli2r0KLltg/0.jpg" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nli2r0KLltg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="560" height="349"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nli2r0KLltg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KneCQbsLn6g/TzT9GpNcebI/AAAAAAAAAGU/yaSU-HQc1cY/s1600/czech_sol.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Solaris (Film poster Czechoslovakia)&lt;br /&gt;
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Solaris (Film poster Poland)&lt;br /&gt;
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Solaris (Film poster Japan)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://people.ucalgary.ca/~tstronds/nostalghia.com" target="_blank"&gt;image source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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'What is Wild Dog doing here?'&lt;br /&gt;
And the Woman said,&lt;br /&gt;
'His name is not Wild Dog any more,&lt;br /&gt;
but the First Friend,&lt;br /&gt;
because he will be our friend&lt;br /&gt;
for always and always and always.'&lt;/h2&gt;Rudyard Kipling&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/EE02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Elliott Erwitt,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;New York City, 2000&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/JHL02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Jacques-Henri Lartigue&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/JHL01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Jacques Henri-Lartigue&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/SM01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sarah Moon, Maria’s Dogs&lt;br /&gt;
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Fay Godwin, Leaping Lurcher, 1973&lt;br /&gt;
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Michel Vanden Eeckhoudt, Dogs, France, 1994&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/MM02.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Matt Mahurin, Paris 1984&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/JK01.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Josef Koudelka&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/HM02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hideo Matsumoto, Dogs, 1996&lt;br /&gt;
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Douglas Clark, Untitled (dog on road), 1980&lt;br /&gt;
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Ron Evans, Farm Dog, Denmark, Arkansas, 1997&lt;br /&gt;
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Albert Watson, Dogs in Car, Las Vegas, 2000&lt;br /&gt;
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Norman Parkinson&lt;br /&gt;
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August Sander, Village school teacher, Germany, 1921&lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Doisneau, Le Fox-Terrier au Pont des Arts&lt;br /&gt;
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André Kertész, Le chien concierge, 1926&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/HM01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hans Mauli, Dog in Paris, 1959-64&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/RD01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Robert Doisneau&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/AE01.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Alfred Eisenstaedt, Dog, 1937&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/EB01.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Édouard Boubat, Saint-Germain-de-Pres, Paris, 1953&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/EE03.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Elliott Erwitt, New York City, 1974&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/GB01.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Giacomo Brunelli&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/KC01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Keith Carter, Isabel, 1995&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/black-white-keith-carter-animals.html" target="_blank"&gt;more from this artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Roger Ballen, The Chamber of the Enigma, 2003&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/animals-in-art-roger-ballen.html" target="_blank"&gt;more from this artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/BD01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bruce Davidson&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/AP01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Anders Petersen&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/SA01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Shelby Lee Adams. Tyler &amp;amp; Sheba, 2001&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/HW01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hiroshi Watanabe, Santa Rosa Farm, Ecuador, 2000&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/HW02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Hiroshi Watanabe, Dog on Wheels, San Sebastian, Spain, 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/TA01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Toni Anzenberger&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/RG02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ralph Gibson&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/MR01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Man Ray, Gertrude Stein´s poodle&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/LN01.jpg" width="560" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Lowell Nesbitt,&amp;nbsp;'Echo' Triptych, 1974&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/GG01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Gilbert Garcin&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/WW02.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
William Wegman&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/baw/dgs/WW01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
William Wegman&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/animals-in-art-william-wegman.html" target="_blank"&gt;more from this artist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/cmrs/RM01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Robert Mangold, Ring Image K, 2010&lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Mangold, Circle In and Out of a Polygon 2 / 1973 &lt;br /&gt;
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Geneviève Claisse&lt;br /&gt;
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Poul Gernes&lt;br /&gt;
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Poul Gernes&lt;br /&gt;
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Victor Vasarely&lt;br /&gt;
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Victor Vasarely&lt;br /&gt;
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Ron Waddams, We the peoples ..., 1984&lt;br /&gt;
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Marcel Duchamp&lt;br /&gt;
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Zanis Waldheims&lt;br /&gt;
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Gregory Ito&lt;br /&gt;
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Garth Weiser&lt;br /&gt;
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Jasper Johns, Target with Plaster Casts, 1955&lt;br /&gt;
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Jasper Johns, Green Target, 1955&lt;br /&gt;
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Previous posts of this series&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #01&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry_27.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #02&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry_2503.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #03&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry_28.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #04&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry_9711.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #05&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/04/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry_29.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #06&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/06/circles-mandalas-radial-symmetry-vii.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #07&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/2011/09/circle-mandalas-radial-symmetry-viii.html"&gt;Circles - Mandalas - Radial Symmetry #08&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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a photograph of a cat instead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chris Marker, Chat écoutant la musique (Cat listening to music)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The video [Chat écoutant la musique] is actually one of three parts to a ten-minute video anthology called Bestiaire. The middle piece deals with owls (cats with wings) and the final bit apparently shows animals in a zoo, gradually revealing their sad situation. Bestiaire itself was used by Marker as part of a larger video installation piece called Zapping Zone (Proposals for an Imaginary Television), in which Bestiaire and many other short video pieces (including excerpts from Marker’s longer films) played simultaneously on various TV screens stationed throughout the Pompidou Center. (&lt;a href="http://www.chrismarker.org/2008/07/chat-ecoutant-la-musique-entracte/" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_j4HE4-8zI" target="_blank"&gt;Part 2: Chris Marker, an owl is an owl is an owl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v8ZIfU4XGeU" target="_blank"&gt;Part 3: Chris Marker, Zoo Piece&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Quote above from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chris_Marker" target="_blank"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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matter as a visible object is of no great use any longer, ...&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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... except as the mould on which form is shaped. Give us a few negatives of a thing worth seeing, taken from different points of view, and that is all we want of it. Pull it down or burn it up, if you please. We must, perhaps, sacrifice some luxury in the loss of color; but form and light and shade are the great things, and even color can be added, and perhaps by and by may be got direct from Nature.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.theatlantic.com/magazine/archive/1859/06/the-stereoscope-and-the-stereograph/3361/"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Acrobats far from their mountain home -- &lt;br /&gt;
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Studio portrait of 3 dogs and a birdcage. 1865?-1905?&lt;br /&gt;
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Dixon crossing Niagara below the Great Cantilever Bridge, U.S.A. 1895-1903&lt;br /&gt;
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American Falls from below, Winter, Niagara, N.Y. 1860?-1895?&lt;br /&gt;
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View of the Henry A. Paull, covered in ice. 1863?-1885? 1875&lt;br /&gt;
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Brumidis Alligorical Painting's, in the Dome of the U.S. Capitol. &lt;br /&gt;
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Italian section, Agricultural Hall. 1876&lt;br /&gt;
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Wringing wet, Atlantic City, N.J. [1875?-1905?] 1897&lt;br /&gt;
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Blossom from the Banana Tree. [ca. 1875] 1868?-1910?&lt;br /&gt;
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From the ranch of Mr. Kercheval, Sacramento River, 203 pears, weight, 85 pounds. 1865-1873 1860-1900&lt;br /&gt;
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Found at NYPL's &lt;a href="http://stereo.nypl.org/"&gt;Stereogranimator&lt;/a&gt;, a tool for transforming historical &lt;a href="http://digitalgallery.nypl.org/nypldigital/dgkeysearchresult.cfm?keyword=stereographs&amp;amp;submit.x=5&amp;amp;submit.y=13" target="_blank"&gt;stereographs&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;from The New York Public Library's vast collections&amp;nbsp;(42.240 items)&amp;nbsp;into shareable 3D web formats.&lt;br /&gt;
Visit the &lt;a href="http://stereo.nypl.org/gallery"&gt;gallery&lt;/a&gt; for more.&lt;br /&gt;
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Don't worry. I will tell you our story.&lt;br /&gt;
In the beginning there was chaos ...&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;em&gt;Landscape in the Mist &lt;/em&gt;a journey towards a mythical origin as  two siblings, Voula and Alexander, attempt to find their unknown and  essentially nonexistent biological father who, their mother evasively  (and conveniently) explains, lives in Germany. Guided by daydreamed,  unanswered missives to their eternally silent father, the children’s  odyssey is an existential quest for ancestral identity and community. (&lt;a href="http://www.sensesofcinema.com/2003/great-directors/angelopoulos/" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/film/2012/jan/25/theo-angelopoulos-dies-road-accident" target="_blank"&gt;Theo Angelopoulos&lt;/a&gt;, one of the great European film-makers, died this week, aged 76, after a road accident. He'll be terribly missed!&lt;br /&gt;
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Theo Angelopoulos,&amp;nbsp;Landscape in the Mist, 1988&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;When you have water, that is Mercury of the Air, &lt;br /&gt;
that is of the Stone and Air of Fire, that is Spirit &lt;br /&gt;
of Mercury and fire that is Mercury of the Earth, &lt;br /&gt;
that is of Luna, then you shall have the Art fully. &lt;/h2&gt;Aristotle&lt;br /&gt;
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THE MANLY PALMER HALL COLLECTION OF ALCHEMICAL MANUSCRIPTS, 1500-1825&lt;br /&gt;
Box 17&lt;br /&gt;
"Cabala" ca. 1700&lt;br /&gt;
Anonymous. 34.5 x 26.5 cm. 9 leaves. &lt;br /&gt;
No text. Illustrations, watercolor. [71]&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/stream/manlypalmerhabox17hall#page/n3/mode/2up"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Manley Hall was born in 1901,in Peterborough, Canada, to William S. and Louise Palmer Hall. The Hall family moved to the United States in 1904 and lived for a time in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Manly Hall settled in Los Angeles in 1919.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As a young man he became interested in occult matters. He subsequently joined a number of societies, among them the Theosophical Society, the Freemasons, the Societas Rosecruciana in Civitatibus Foederatis, and the American Federation of Astrologers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In 1922 Manly Hall wrote his first book on philosophy/religion, Initiates of the Flame. According to Hall, he began collecting works on mysticism and the esoteric sciences: "late in the fall of 1922, the plan for a comprehensive work on the symbolism of western mystical societies began to take shape in my mind. It soon became apparent that research facilities for such a project were not available in Southern California... The only answer was to contact antiquarian book dealers and elict their cooperation in the search for the items desired." The collection of books and manuscripts which Hall purchased, primarily in the 1920s and 1930s, became the basis for his own research and the cornerstone of the Philosophical Research Society's holdings. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oac.cdlib.org/view?docId=tf838nb2kp;query=;style=oac4;doc.view=entire_text"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;


I imagine that yes is the only living thing&lt;/h2&gt;
E. E. Cummings&lt;br /&gt;
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Okamoto Kiichi, Land of the Little Birds, 1929&lt;br /&gt;
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Koga Harue, May Motifs, 1932&lt;br /&gt;
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Onchi Koshiro, The Akebia Flower,&amp;nbsp;words by Kitahara Hakushu,&amp;nbsp;1928&lt;br /&gt;
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Hatsuyama Shigeru,&amp;nbsp;Elephant and a Child,&amp;nbsp;1931&lt;br /&gt;
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Hatsuyama Shigeru,&amp;nbsp;Roasting Chestnuts,&amp;nbsp;words by Yokose Yau,&amp;nbsp;1928&lt;br /&gt;
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Kawakami Shiro,&amp;nbsp;Pheasant Village,&amp;nbsp;1929&lt;br /&gt;
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Kawakami Shiro,&amp;nbsp;The Insects' Journey,&amp;nbsp;1927&lt;br /&gt;
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Honda Shotaro,&amp;nbsp;The Swallow's Architecture,&amp;nbsp;1923&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo, Wood Crafts,&amp;nbsp;words by Takei Takeo,&amp;nbsp;1928&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo,&amp;nbsp;Color Tape Crafts,&amp;nbsp;1927&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo,&amp;nbsp;Clay Crafts,&amp;nbsp;1927&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo,&amp;nbsp;Origami,&amp;nbsp;1927&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo,&amp;nbsp;Bean Crafts,&amp;nbsp;1927&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo, Always Together,&amp;nbsp;words by Mizutani Masaru,&amp;nbsp;1931&lt;br /&gt;
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Takei Takeo,&amp;nbsp;Mountain Climbing,&amp;nbsp;1929&lt;br /&gt;
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Okamoto Kiichi, Jumping Rope, 1928&lt;br /&gt;
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Okamoto Kiichi,&amp;nbsp;Diving,&amp;nbsp;1928&lt;br /&gt;
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Okamoto Kiichi, Seesaw, 1928&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.kodomo.go.jp/gallery/KODOMO_WEB/index_e.html" target="_blank"&gt;The International Library of Children's Literature / National Diet Library&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;Roll on, deep and dark blue ocean, roll. &lt;br /&gt;
Ten thousand fleets sweep over thee in vain. &lt;br /&gt;
Man marks the earth with ruin, &lt;br /&gt;
but his control stops with the shore.&lt;/h2&gt;Lord Byron&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;One of the first to plunge underwater with a camera to bring the subaquatic world to the screen, maverick scientific documentary filmmaker Jean Painlevé (1902-1989) captured the throes of a male seahorse giving birth, the geometric choreography of crystal formation, and the mating habits of hermaphrodite mollusks. In a lifetime spanning nearly the history of cinema itself, Painlevé made over 200 films, including The Seahorse, Freshwater Assassins, The Vampire, and The Love Life of the Octopus. His lyrical and instructive animal behavior films set to avant-garde scores were much admired by Surrealist contemporaries such as Antonin Artaud, Luis Buñuel, and Jean Vigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mitpress.mit.edu/catalog/item/default.asp?ttype=2&amp;amp;tid=8537" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Article by Scott Macdonald: &lt;a href="http://www.criterion.com/current/posts/1098-jean-painleve-going-beneath-the-surface"&gt;Jean Painlevé: Going Beneath the Surface&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;  Kitab Aja'ib al-makhluqat wa Gharaib al-Mawjudat&lt;/h2&gt;literally "The Wonders of Creation  and the Curiosities of Existence", or&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h2&gt;  Marvels of Creatures and Strange Things Existing&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Kitab Aja'ib al-makhluqat wa Gharaib al-Mawjudat, literally "The Wonders of Creation," compiled in the middle 1200s in what is now Iran or Iraq. The vibrantly illustrated work is considered one of the most important natural history texts of the medieval Islamic world.&lt;br /&gt;
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The author, Abu Yahya Zakariya ibn Muhammad ibn Mahmud-al-Qazwini (ca. 1203-1283 CE), is known simply as al-Qazwini. One of the most noted natural historians, geographers and encyclopedists of the period, he was born in the city of Qazwin in Persia and received much of his education in Baghdad, the cultural center of the region. Al-Qazwini wrote most of his works in Arabic. This beautifully illustrated Persian translation was created in 1537 in the Mughal Empire, corresponding to what is now Pakistan and northern India.&lt;br /&gt;
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"The Wonders of Creation" is divided into two sections, focusing respectively on celestial phenomena, including the planets, stars, and angels, and the terrestrial world, including geography, ethnography, zoology, and botany. Al-Qazwini was primarily a compiler of information from different authors, both ancient and medieval, and made few original observations of his own. However, his flowing and understandable writing style and thoroughness on different topics made his texts popular and often quoted. (&lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/news/turn_pages_persian.html" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Head of the Angels of the Sixth Sky and the Head of the Angels of the Seventh Sky&lt;br /&gt;
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Rhinoceros&lt;br /&gt;
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The Constellations of the Dog and the Keel&lt;br /&gt;
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The Constellations of the Bull, the Twins and the Crab&lt;br /&gt;
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The Constellations of Sagittarius and Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;
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The Constellations of Andromeda and Perseus&lt;br /&gt;
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A map of the inhabited world&lt;br /&gt;
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The artists who illustrated Arabic scientific works continued the Greek tradition of visually representing plants and animals. They based their drawings on traditional Greek representations such as those of the Vienna Dioscorides, that is, a Greek copy of Dioscorides’ De materia medica, ca. 513, currently preserved in Vienna, Austria. Often the illustrators improved on the original drawings by introducing new figurative elements. (&lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/exhibition/odysseyofknowledge/arabiccontribution.html" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Two zodiacal constellations, Capricorn above and Aquarius below&lt;br /&gt;
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Three constellations: above, the zodiacal constellation of Pisces, in  the middle, the southern constellation of Cetus shown here as a harpy  wearing a crown, and, below, the constellation of Orion depicted as a  man carrying a sword in is left hand and a shepherd's staff in his  right.&lt;br /&gt;
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Six animal-headed demons or jinns&lt;br /&gt;
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A simurgh - a monstrous mythical bird with the power of reasoning and speech. The&lt;br /&gt;
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Here you can &lt;a href="http://archive.nlm.nih.gov/proj/ttp/flash/qazwini/qazwini.html" target="_blank"&gt;browse a digital copy of the book&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/hmd/arabic/natural_hist3.html" target="_blank"&gt;Islamic Medical Manuscripts at the National Library of Medicine&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:Zakariya_al-Qazwini" target="_blank"&gt;Wikimedia Commons&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.britishmuseum.org/explore/highlights/highlight_objects/me/t/wonders_of_creation_manuscript.aspx" target="_blank"&gt;British Museum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.bl.uk/reshelp/findhelplang/arabic/arabicsection/arabicmanuscripts/large15918.html" target="_blank"&gt;British Library&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.artfinder.com/tag/al-qazwini-1/" target="_blank"&gt;Bridgeman Art Library&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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more info&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/exhibition/odysseyofknowledge/arabiccontribution.html" target="_blank"&gt;Odyssey of Knowledge&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp; &lt;a href="http://www.absoluteastronomy.com/topics/Zakariya_al-Qazwini" target="_blank"&gt;Absolute Astronomy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.nlm.nih.gov/hmd/arabic/bioQ.html#qazwini" target="_blank"&gt;NLM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.encyclopedia.com/doc/1G2-2830903549.html" target="_blank"&gt;Encyclopedia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Childhood is the sleep of reason&lt;/h2&gt;
Jean-Jacques Rousseau&lt;br /&gt;
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William Eggleston, Memphis, Tennessee, 1971&lt;br /&gt;
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Nobuyoshi Araki, Untitled (Dolphin), 1996&lt;br /&gt;
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Martin Usborne, Lost giraffe, Italian pool. Long way to Africa&lt;br /&gt;
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Alec Soth, from the series &lt;i&gt;Niagara&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Clare Gallagher, Untitled, from the series &lt;i&gt;Domestic Drift&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5337632648345686456-4670543384165383539?l=thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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… the Stars&lt;br /&gt;
That nature hung in Heav’n, and fill’d their Lamps&lt;br /&gt;
With everlasting oil, to give due light&lt;br /&gt;
To the misled and lonely Travailer.&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/llustr/litn/AR02.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Arthur Rackham &lt;br /&gt;
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I am starting this year with a new collection - similar to the series &lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/search/label/things%20with%20wings" target="_blank"&gt;Things with Wings&lt;/a&gt; - called&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;a href="http://thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com/search/label/lights%20in%20the%20night" target="_blank"&gt;Lights in the Night&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;nbsp;Art from different times and cultures about the pleasures of exploring the &lt;br /&gt;
sky with its heavenly bodies as well as&amp;nbsp;the urge to illuminate&amp;nbsp;the dark hours between dusk &lt;br /&gt;
and dawn with fire and light.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/llustr/litn/JW01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
James McNeill Whistler, Nocturne in Black and Gold The Falling Rocket, 1874&lt;br /&gt;
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Jean-François Millet, Starry night, 1851&lt;br /&gt;
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Matthew Cusick, Leviathan, 2008 (Maps, illustrated bible, ink, on panel)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/llustr/litn/TM01.jpg" width="450" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Tomomi Miyano, Night Fishing, 2005&lt;br /&gt;
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Fumiaki Fukita. Exploding Star, 1966&lt;br /&gt;
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Leonid Meteor Storm over Niagara Falls, 1833&lt;br /&gt;
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James Glaisher, Travels in the Air, 1871&lt;br /&gt;
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Oswald Achenbach, Fireworks in Naples&lt;br /&gt;
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Edward Middleton Manigault, The Rocket, 1909&lt;br /&gt;
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Lucien Lévy-Dhurmer, Feu&amp;nbsp;d’artifice&amp;nbsp;a Venise, 1917&lt;br /&gt;
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Takahashi Hiroaki (Shôtei), Fireworks Shubinomatsu (Okawa Shubinomatsu),&lt;br /&gt;
(literally “Pine Tree at Okawa River”), Early 1930’s&lt;br /&gt;
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Jun Kumaori, Amayadori&lt;br /&gt;
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John Salminen, Morning Fog&lt;br /&gt;
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John Singer Sargent, Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose, ca. 1885-86&lt;br /&gt;
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John Singer Sargent, Sketch for "Carnation, Lily, Lily, Rose" (see above)&lt;br /&gt;
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Mian Situ, Preparing For Festival&lt;br /&gt;
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Thorolf Holmboe, Still Life, 1907&lt;br /&gt;
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Takahashi Hiroaki (Shôtei), Street Singers (Ukiyobushi)&lt;br /&gt;
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Warwick Goble, Illustration from The Star Lovers&lt;br /&gt;
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Charles Folkard, Robin Goodfellow&lt;br /&gt;
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Kiyochika, May Night at Kudanzaka&lt;br /&gt;
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Edward Hopper, Blue Night, 1914&lt;br /&gt;
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Ferdinand du Puigaudeau, Breton Girls with Chinese Lanterns, 1896&lt;br /&gt;
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Maxfield Parrish, The Lantern Bearers, 1910&lt;br /&gt;
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Illustration by Arthur Rackham for Peter Pan in Kensington Gardens&lt;br /&gt;
Written by J.M. Barrie. First published in 1906&lt;br /&gt;
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Maurice Prendergast, Festa del Redentore, ca.1899&lt;br /&gt;
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Ramón Casas, Atelier Interior after a party, 1883&lt;br /&gt;
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Happy Holidays!&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.screenonline.org.uk/people/id/528134/" target="_blank"&gt;Lotte Reiniger (1899-1981), Biography and movie selection, British Film Institute&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;h2&gt;Whore and monk, we sleep  &lt;br /&gt;
under one roof together,  &lt;br /&gt;
moon in a field of clover&lt;/h2&gt;Bashu&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Tsuki Hyakushi -&amp;nbsp;100 Aspects of the Moon (1885 - 1892) by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Yoshitoshi"&gt;Yoshitoshi Tsukioka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The moon was one of the preferred motifs of Yoshitoshi and it can be found in many of his designs. But the moon is not really the leitmotiv of this series. The common bond of all 100 prints is subject to speculation and individual interpretations. Stevenson sees "individuals and their emotions" as the leitmotiv. Scenes from Japan's and partly from China's history and the world of Japanese mythology are the majority of the designs. (&lt;a href="http://www.artelino.com/articles/tsuki_hyakushi.asp" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like most of his contemporaries, Yoshitoshi Tsukioka (1839-1892) was fascinated by the world elsewhere, but as the decades passed he became increasingly concerned at how much his countrymen had lost by abandoning their traditions.  He therefore took as subjects for his prints stories from Japan’s glorious and colorful past.  Though they looked backwards in the sense that they illustrated historical events, Yoshitoshi’s prints were revolutionary in their representation of individual human emotion and in their psychological sensitivity.  The supreme example is his last great series of prints, Tsuki hyakushi, One Hundred Aspects of the Moon. (&lt;a href="http://www.myjapanesehanga.com/home/articles/one-hundred-aspects-of-the-moon" target="_blank"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Frida Kahlo&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Audrey Hepburn&lt;br /&gt;
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Kim Novack&lt;br /&gt;
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Leonor Fini&lt;br /&gt;
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John Huston (und Montgomery Clift)&lt;br /&gt;
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Errol Flynn&lt;br /&gt;
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Amanda Plummer&lt;br /&gt;
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Patty Smith&lt;br /&gt;
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Frank Zappa&lt;br /&gt;
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Paul Newman&lt;br /&gt;
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Roger Waters&lt;br /&gt;
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Samuel Beckett&lt;br /&gt;
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Tilda Swinton&lt;br /&gt;
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Marlon Brando&lt;br /&gt;
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Marlon Brando (photographer Murray Garrett?)&lt;br /&gt;
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Bette Davis&lt;br /&gt;
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Edward Gorey at home in Yarmouthport, Mass., 1992, Photo © Steve Marsel Studio Inc.&lt;br /&gt;
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Stanley Kubrick&lt;br /&gt;
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Paradise is locked and bolted and the Cherub is behind us. We must make a journey around the world, to see if a back door has perhaps been left open&lt;/h2&gt;
Heinrich von Kleist (18 October 1777 – 21 November 1811)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Heinrich von Kleist        (1777-1811) &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;On the Puppet Theater&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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While passing the winter of 1801 in the town of M-- I chanced        one evening, in the public garden, to meet Mr. C., who had lately been        appointed chief dancer at the Opera in that town, and was enjoying        uncommon success with his audiences.        I said how surprised I had been to notice him more than once at a        puppet theater which had been hammered together in the marketplace, to        entertain the crowds with little mock heroic dramas, interspersed with        songs and dances.&lt;/div&gt;
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He assured me that the pantomime of these puppets gave him much        pleasure, and suggested in no uncertain terms that any dancer who wished        to improve his art might learn all sorts of things from them.&lt;/div&gt;
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Since the remark, and his tone of voice, implied something more than a        passing fancy, I sat down with him, the better to hear the grounds on        which he would support so strange an assertion.&lt;/div&gt;
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He asked if I had not found certain movements of the puppets,        particularly the smaller ones, very graceful when they danced.&lt;/div&gt;
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I could not deny this fact. One group of four peasants, doing a round        dance in rapid tempo, could not have been painted more prettily by a        Teniers.&lt;/div&gt;
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I inquired about the mechanism of these figures and how it was        possible, without myriad strings on the fingers, to control the separate        members and their tie points as the rhythm of their movements or dances        required.&lt;/div&gt;
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He answered that I must not imagine that each member, in the        various motions of the dance, had to be placed and pulled individually by        the puppeteer.&lt;/div&gt;
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Each movement, he said, had its center of gravity; it would suffice to        control that center, on the inside of the figure; the limbs, which are        really nothing but pendulums, follow of themselves, in a mechanical way,        without further aid.&lt;/div&gt;
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He added that this movement was a very simple one, that even when the        center of gravity was directed in a straight line the limbs began to        describe curves; and that often, when shaken in a quite random way, the        whole puppet assumed a kind of rhythmic motion that was very much like a        dance.&lt;/div&gt;
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This observation seemed to shed some light at last on the pleasure        which he had claimed to find in the marionette theater. But I was still        very far from suspecting the conclusions that he was to draw from        this.&lt;/div&gt;
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I asked him if he believed that the mechanic who controlled these        puppets must be a dancer in his own right, or at least have some        conception of the Beautiful in the dance.&lt;/div&gt;
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He answered that we were not to suppose, simply because an operation        seemed easy from the mechanical point of view, that it could be performed        without a certain sensitivity.&lt;/div&gt;
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The line that the center of gravity must describe is indeed very simple        and, as he believed, in most cases straight. When it happens to be curved,        the law of its curvature seemed only of the first, and at most of the        second order; and even in the latter case only elliptical, which form of        movement happens to be the natural one for the extremities of the human        body (because of the joints) and which would demand no great skill on the        part of the puppeteer to describe.&lt;/div&gt;
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This line, however, considered from another point of view, is something        very mysterious. For it is nothing less than the path of the dancer's        soul, and he doubted whether it could be found except by the puppeteer        transposing himself into the center of gravity of the marionette; or, in        other words, by dancing.&lt;/div&gt;
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I replied that I had always thought this activity something quite        mindless, rather like turning the crank on a hand organ.&lt;/div&gt;
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"By no means,"        he answered. "On the contrary, the relation of his finger movements to the        movements of the puppets attached to them is something quite precise,        rather like the relation of numbers to their logarithms or asymptotes to        their hyperbola."&lt;/div&gt;
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But he believed that even this last fraction of mind, to which he had        just now referred, could indeed be removed from the marionettes, their        dance transposed wholly into the realm of mechanical forces, and, just as        I had imagined, produced by means of a crank.&lt;/div&gt;
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I expressed my amazement that he should dignify with serious        consideration this toy version of a high art, contrived for the populace.        Not only did he believe it capable of higher development, he seemed indeed        to be directing his own thoughts to that end.&lt;/div&gt;
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He smiled, saying he dared assert that if a mechanic would construct a        marionette according to his specific requirements, he could, by means of        it, present a dance such as no other accomplished dancer of the time, not        even Vestris* himself, was ever likely to achieve.&lt;/div&gt;
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"Have you ever heard " he asked, when I silently regarded the floor,        “of those mechanical legs that English craftsmen manufacture for hapless        accident victims?”&lt;/div&gt;
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I said no, I had never set eyes on such things.&lt;/div&gt;
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"I wish you had," he replied, "for if I tell you that these unfortunate        people manage to dance with them, I am almost afraid you will not believe        me. Nor is it an ordinary dance! The range of their movements is of course        limited; but within it they attain to a lightness, a serenity, and a        gracefulness that must amaze every thinking person. "&lt;/div&gt;
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I offered, joking, that he had found his man. For the same craftsman        who was able to construct those remarkable limbs could doubtless construct        a whole puppet to meet his requirements.&lt;/div&gt;
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"How," I asked when he looked somewhat embarrassed, "how would these        requirements, which you would expect of his skill, be fulfilled?"&lt;/div&gt;
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"By nothing that is not to be found here already," he replied.        "Balance, agility and ease – but each in a higher degree, and especially a        more natural coordination of the center of gravity."&lt;/div&gt;
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"And the advantage of such a puppet over living dancers?"&lt;/div&gt;
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"The advantage? First of all, my good friend, a negative one: namely        that it would be incapable of affectation. For affectation, as you know,        appears when the soul (vis motrix)** is located at any point other than        the center of gravity of a movement. Now because, with his wires and        strings, it is this very point and no other that the puppeteer controls,        all remaining members are, as they should be, dead, pure pendulums, which        follow the basic law of gravity -- a marvelous quality, which we look for        in vain in most of our dancers.&lt;/div&gt;
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"Just observe Madame P–," he continued, "when she plays Daphne, and        pursued by Apollo looks back over her shoulder: her soul settles in the        vertebrae of the small of her back; she bends over as though about to        break in two, like some naiad from the school of        Bernini.&lt;b&gt;†&lt;/b&gt; Observe the young dancer F– when, as Paris, he        stands with the three goddesses and extends the apple to Venus: his soul        (in a manner fearful to behold!) actually settles in his elbow.&lt;/div&gt;
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"Such blunders," he added, interrupting himself, "are unavoidable,        since we have eaten of the tree of knowledge. But Paradise is locked and        bolted and the Cherub is behind us. We must make a journey around the        world, to see if a back door has perhaps been left open."&lt;/div&gt;
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I laughed. Certainly, I thought, the intellect cannot err where none is        present. But feeling that he had more to say, I asked him to continue.&lt;/div&gt;
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"In addition," he said, "these puppets have the advantage of        countergravity. For they know nothing of the inertia of matter, which of        all properties is the most obstructive to the dance: for the force that        lifts them into the air is greater than that which pulls them to the        ground. &lt;/div&gt;
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What would our dear Madame G– not give to be lighter by sixty        pounds, or for a counterweight of this size to help her with her        entrechats and pirouettes? Puppets, like elves, require the ground only to        touch on, and by that momentary obstruction to reanimate the spring of        their limbs; while we require it to rest on, and to recover from the        exertions of the dance: a moment which is clearly not dance in itself, and        with which there is nothing to be done except to make it disappear by all        possible means.&lt;/div&gt;
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I answered that, however skillfully he might propose his paradox, he        could never make me believe that more charm might inhere in a mechanical        doll than in the structure of the human body.&lt;/div&gt;
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He replied that in this it was absolutely impossible for the human        being to compete with a puppet. Only a god, on this field of contest,        could prove a match for matter; and here is where both ends of the        ring-shaped world interlock.&lt;/div&gt;
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I grew more and more amazed, and hardly knew how to answer such strange        assertions.&lt;/div&gt;
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It would seem, he replied, taking a pinch of snuff, that I had not read        the third chapter of the Book of Genesis with care; and to be unacquainted        with this first stage of human culture is to be incapable of discussing        the later stages, still less the last of all.&lt;/div&gt;
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I said that I knew only too well the disorders that consciousness could        produce in the natural grace of humankind. A young man of my acquaintance,        before my very eyes, so to speak, and through a mere remark, lost his        innocence; and in spite of every imaginable effort could never regain the        Paradise of that condition. But what conclusion, I wanted to know, could        be drawn from this?&lt;/div&gt;
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"About three years ago," I related, "I was swimming with a young man        over whose physical form a marvelous grace seemed to shine. He must have        been just sixteen or so, and only the first signs of vanity, induced by        the favors of women, could be seen, as it were, in the farthest distance.        It so happened that shortly before, in Paris, we had seen the famous        statue called the Spinario, the youth removing a thorn from his foot –        copies of it are familiar and to be found in most German collections. A        glance in a large mirror recalled it to him at a moment when, in drying        himself, he happened to raise his foot to a stool – he smiled and        mentioned the discovery he had made. I indeed had noticed it too in the        very same instant, but either to test the self-assurance of the grace with        which he was endowed, or to challenge his vanity in a salutary way, I        laughed and said he was seeing phantoms. He blushed and raised his foot a        second time to prove it to me, but the attempt, as might easily have been        foreseen, did not succeed. Confused, he raised his foot a third and fourth        time; he must have raised it ten times more: in vain! He was unable to        produce the same movement again. And the movements that he did make had so        comical an effect that I could hardly suppress my laughter.&lt;/div&gt;
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"From that day, as though from that very moment, an inconceivable        transformation began in that young man. He would stand whole days before        the mirror; one charm after the other fell from him. An invisible and        incomprehensible force like an iron net, seemed to spread over the free        play of his gestures, and when one year had passed not a trace could be        detected of that sweetness which had once so delighted the sight of all        who surrounded him. There is still a person living who was witness to this        strange and unfortunate event and who can confirm it word for word as I        have told it. "&lt;/div&gt;
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"At this opportunity," said Mr. C. amicably, “I must tell you another        story, and you will see the connection.”&lt;/div&gt;
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"Once, on a journey to Russia, I happened to be visiting the estate of        Herr von G–, a Livonian nobleman, whose sons at the time were very keen on        their fencing practice. The elder of them especially, just home from the        university, was playing the great virtuoso, and one morning in his room        offered me a foil. We fenced, but as it turned out I was more than a match        for him, his very zeal compounded his perplexity; I hardly made a thrust        that failed to hit, until finally his foil went flying into the corner.        Half joking, half dashed, he conceded as he picked up his foil that he had        met his master, but so must every living being, and now he wished to        introduce me to mine. With this, both brothers laughed aloud and called,        'Come with us! Down to the woodshed!' And taking me by the hand they led        me to a bear that their father was having raised on the estate.&lt;/div&gt;
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"The bear, as I in my surprise approached him, reared up on his hind        legs, his back against the post to which he was chained, his right paw        poised for the strike, and looked me in the eye: that was his fencing        posture. I thought I must be dreaming to find myself faced with such an        opponent, but Herr von G– called, 'Strike! Strike! And try to hit him!'        Recovering from my surprise somewhat I made a lunge; the bear made a very        short movement with his paw and parried my thrust. I tried fooling him        with feints – the bear did not move. With spontaneous agility I lunged        once more, and would surely have touched any human breast; the bear made a        very short movement with his paw and parried my thrust. I was now almost        in the same condition as the young Herr von G– been. The earnestness of        the bear was robbing me of my composure, thrusts and feints followed on        one another, I was dripping with sweat: in vain! It was not merely that        the bear, like the world's leading fencer, parried every one of my        thrusts, but to my feints he reacted not at all (a feat that no fencer        anywhere could match). Eye to eye, as though he could read my very soul,        he stood with his paw poised for the strike, and if my thrusts were not in        earnest he simply did not move.&lt;/div&gt;
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"Do you find my story believable?"&lt;/div&gt;
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"Perfectly!" I cried, with delighted applause. "It is so plausible, I        would believe it of any stranger, and so much the more of you!"&lt;/div&gt;
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"Now then, my good friend, you are in possession of all you require to        understand my point. We see how, in the organic world, as reflection grows        darker and weaker, grace emerges ever more radiant and supreme. – But just        as two intersecting lines, converging on one side of a point, reappear on        the other after their passage through infinity, and just as our image, as        we approach a concave mirror, vanishes to infinity only to reappear before        our very eyes, so will grace, having likewise traversed the infinite,        return to us once more, and so appear most purely in that bodily form that        has either no consciousness at all or an infinite one, which is to say,        either in the puppet or a god."&lt;/div&gt;
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"That means," said I, somewhat amused, "that we would have to eat of        the tree of knowledge a second time to fall back into the state of        innocence."&lt;/div&gt;
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"Of course," he answered, "and that is the final chapter in the history        of the world."&lt;/div&gt;
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* Gaetan Vestris (1729-1808).        The leading danseur of the Paris Opera, and perhaps the most famous of the        eighteenth and nineteenth centuries.&lt;br /&gt;
** vis motrix "the moving force."        &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;†&lt;/b&gt; The Baroque style, of which Bernini was the        dominant practitioner in Italian Sculpture, was in low repute in the        Neoclassical and Romantic periods and considered frivolously ornate and        exaggerated, removed from both true art and true      nature.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://academic.udayton.edu/bradhume/hst348/Kleist.htm"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Today is the bicentenary of poet, dramatist and short story writer Heinrich von Kleist's death. He was born on October 18th,  1777 and died November 21st, 1811 by commiting suicide - he shot himself together with his friend Henriette Vogel, who was fatally ill. Both where only 34 years old.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.goethe.de/kue/the/tst/en7849514.htm"&gt;recent article&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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I've read this text in school, and then again in University and I already know that I'll keep on reading it many times more. I'm sure, it will accompany me the rest of my life. &lt;/div&gt;
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A lot has been written about this essay. Here's some meta which can be found in this compilation of bibliographical and biographical sources about &lt;a href="http://www.answers.com/topic/heinrich-von-kleist"&gt;Heinrich von Kleist&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;On the Marionette Theater&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;
In a simulated dialogue, Kleist has one of the interlocutors comment that marionettes possess a grace humans do not, a view which contradicts all aesthetic concepts of the past. Our consciousness and capacity for reflection cause us to doubt ourselves or become self-conscious, and prevent us from acting with the singlemindedness and purity of an animal or a puppet. And yet, consciousness is the effect of eating from the tree of knowledge, and we cannot escape it, as long as we are barred from Eden. The interlocutor suggests that the only way out of this dilemma would be to go all the way through, because the garden of Eden could possibly be open on the other side: if we continue to become more intelligent, wiser, and more self-aware, we may eventually be able to carry out the actions we choose, with the same confidence and harmony as a marionette dancing on the strings of a puppeteer. Consciousness creates a split in our nature, rendering us neither animals nor gods. The ultimate development of humankind would be to bring these two parts of ourselves into harmony and no longer suffer doubt or internal conflict. The ending of the essay might seem hopeful, but it leaves the question open as to whether this kind of perfection will ever be possible. It is difficult to determine Kleist's intentions or personal view, because the two interlocutors in the dialogue are obviously presented in an ironic way. Rather than a serious proposal of Kleist's ideas it seems more like an ironic play on the vain ideals of classicism and romanticism.&lt;br /&gt;
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This essay also shows Fichte's influence on Kleist. Similar to Kleist, Fichte had emphasised man's ability and necessity to develop his mind in infinity, without ever being able to reach identity with the absolute, because the individual's existence just hangs on the difference.&lt;br /&gt;
Without Kleist saying this expressedly, works of art, such as his own, may offer an artificial image of this ideal, though this is in itself wrenched out from the same sinful state of insufficiency and rupture that it wants to transcend.&lt;/blockquote&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://gutenberg.spiegel.de/?id=5&amp;amp;xid=1476&amp;amp;kapitel=1#gb_found"&gt;Original German Text&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Pictures &lt;/b&gt;(selected by me):&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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1. Charline von Heyl, Melancolia, 2008&lt;br /&gt;
2. Imogen Cunningham, Puppetiers, 1936 &lt;br /&gt;
3. Judy de Bustamante, Le Dernier Tango &lt;br /&gt;
4. Polaroid of unknown origin &lt;br /&gt;
5. Donald and Era Farnsworth, Autumn Tree, 2003, Tapestry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5337632648345686456-2783751242364329647?l=thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Maya Deren and Marcel Duchamp, The Witch’s Cradle, 1943&lt;br /&gt;
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Imogen Cunningham, Hand Weaving with Hand, 1945&lt;br /&gt;
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Paul Nougé, Le bras révélateur, 1929-1930&lt;br /&gt;
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Elliott Erwitt, Jacksonville, Florida, 1968&lt;br /&gt;
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Ralph Gibson - The Somnambulist, 1968&lt;br /&gt;
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Ralph Gibson, Baby's Hand with Guitar, 1960 - 1961&lt;br /&gt;
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John Gutmann, The Cry, 1939&lt;br /&gt;
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Dora Maar, Sans Titre (1934)&lt;br /&gt;
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Elliot Burke, Hands&lt;br /&gt;
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Jindřich Štyrský, Untitled/from&amp;nbsp;On the Needles of These Days,c.1934-1935&lt;br /&gt;
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Alek Lindus&lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Mapplethorpe, Hand in Fire, 1985&lt;br /&gt;
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Lotte Meitner-Graf, Woman’s Hand with Cigarrete&lt;br /&gt;
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Claude Cahun, Untitled, ca. 1939&lt;br /&gt;
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Man Ray, Hands painted by Picasso, 1935&lt;br /&gt;
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Horst P. Horst, Hands, 1941&lt;br /&gt;
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Ben Cauchi, Dead Arm, 2006&lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Mapplethorpe, Hand in Fire, 1985&lt;br /&gt;
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Richard Serra,&amp;nbsp;Hand Catching Lead, 1968&lt;br /&gt;
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Herbert Bayer, Lonely Metropolitan, 1932&lt;br /&gt;
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Erwin Blumenfeld, Solarized Hands, 1944&lt;br /&gt;
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Man Ray, L’ouf et Le Coquillage, 1931&lt;br /&gt;
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Man Ray, Hands, 1925 &lt;br /&gt;
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Man Ray, The Hands of Antonin Artaud, 1922&lt;br /&gt;
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Man Ray, The Hands of &amp;nbsp;Marcel Duchamp, c.1920&lt;br /&gt;
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A Factory - A Museum - A Collection&lt;/h2&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Crisis by Paul Mignot.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Due to the financial crisis , production at the Rokycany factory has fallen by 70 percent since October 2008. From a workforce of 1280 people...124 remain...&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;Typeface (Trailer) by Justine Nagan.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
In a time when people can carry computers in their pockets and watch TV while walking down the street, Typeface dares to explore the twilight of an analog craft that is freshly inspiring artists in a digital age. The Hamilton Wood Type Museum in Two Rivers, WI personifies cultural preservation, rural re-birth and the lineage of American graphic design. At Hamilton, international artisans meet retired craftsmen and together navigate the convergence of modern design and traditional technique.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Archive by Sean Dunne.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Paul Mawhinney was born and raised in Pittsburgh, PA. Over the years he has amassed what has become the world's largest record collection. Due to health issues and a struggling record industry Paul is being forced to sell his collection.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5337632648345686456-1686488438145613908?l=thingsthatquickentheheart.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, &lt;br /&gt;
which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out &lt;br /&gt;
a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is despatched—love for &lt;br /&gt;
instance—we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next.&lt;/h2&gt;
Virginia Woolf, The Waves&lt;br /&gt;
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Peter Lindbergh, Malgosia Bela, 2008&lt;br /&gt;
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Saul Leiter, Horse, 1958&lt;br /&gt;
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Angela Bacon-Kidwell, Devotion, 2005&lt;br /&gt;
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Who photographs the photographer?&lt;/h2&gt;
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André Kertész, Self-portrait, 1927&lt;br /&gt;
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Hippolyte Bayard, Autoportrait en noyé/Self Portrait as a Drowned Man, 1840&lt;br /&gt;
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Ilse Bing, Self portrait with staccato, NY, 1967&lt;br /&gt;
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Ilse Bing, Self-Portrait in Mirrors, 1931 &lt;br /&gt;
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Wally Elenbaas - Autoportrait, 1938&lt;br /&gt;
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Man Ray, Self-Portrait &lt;br /&gt;
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Diane Arbus, Self-portrait, 1945&lt;br /&gt;
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Vivian Maier, Self-portrait with mirror&lt;br /&gt;
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Vivian Maier, Untitled, Self Portrait with Multiple Reflections, 1953&lt;br /&gt;
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Irving Penn, Self-portrait&lt;br /&gt;
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Ralph Eugene Meatyard, Self Portrait&lt;br /&gt;
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Ré Soupault, Self Portrait, 1939 Tunis&lt;br /&gt;
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Willy Ronis - Self-portrait with flash, 1951&lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Doisneau, Self Portrait&lt;br /&gt;
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Helmut Newton, Self-portrait, Lenox Hill Hospital, New York City, 1973&lt;br /&gt;
(click for original-version - &lt;a href="http://i44.tinypic.com/sweg5f.jpg"&gt;nsfw&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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Édouard Boubat, Self-portrait with his muse and first wife, Lella&lt;br /&gt;
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Immogen Cunningham, Self-portrait&lt;br /&gt;
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Andreas Feininger: Self-Portrait, 1941&lt;br /&gt;
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Cecil Beaton, Self-Portrait &lt;br /&gt;
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Robert Mapplethorpe, Self-portrait as devil, 1985&lt;br /&gt;
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Jeanloup Sieff, Self-portrait, 1995&lt;br /&gt;
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Nan Goldin, Self-portrait on the train (Boston - New Haven) 1997&lt;br /&gt;
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Andy Warhol, Self-portrait&lt;br /&gt;
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William Eggleston, Self-Portrait in a Photo Booth, ca. 1975 &lt;br /&gt;
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William Eggleston with his camera (photographer unknown)&lt;br /&gt;
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Berenice Abbott (by Hank O’Neal, NYC, 1979)&lt;br /&gt;
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Ernst Haas (by Dan Budnick, 1964)&lt;br /&gt;
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Ernst Haas (photographer unknown)&lt;br /&gt;
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Alfred Stieglitz (photographer unknown)&lt;br /&gt;
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Alfred Stieglitz Photographing on a Bridge, ca.&amp;nbsp;1905 (photographer unknown)&lt;br /&gt;
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Henri Cartier-Bresson, 1947 (by Arnold Newman)&lt;br /&gt;
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Ralph Gibson (photographer unknown)&lt;br /&gt;
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When The Day Breaks, Animation short, Canada 1999&lt;br /&gt;
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    you'll be beautiful in my manner&lt;/h2&gt;
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John Adams Whipple, View of the Moon, Feb 26, 1852  (Daguerreotype ) &lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Moon’s Favors&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Meanwhile, in the expansiveness of her joy, &lt;br /&gt;
the Moon filled all of the room like a phosphoric atmosphere, &lt;br /&gt;
like a luminous poison; and all of that living light thought and said: &lt;br /&gt;
“You will be eternally subject to the influence of my kiss. &lt;br /&gt;
You will be beautiful in my manner.&lt;/div&gt;
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You will love what I love and who loves me: &lt;br /&gt;
water, the clouds, silence, and the night; the immense, green sea; &lt;br /&gt;
formless and multiform water; the place where you will not be; &lt;br /&gt;
the lover you will not know; monstrous flowers; &lt;br /&gt;
perfumes that make you delirious; cats who swoon on pianos, &lt;br /&gt;
and who moan like women, with a hoarse, gentle voice!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Charles Baudelaire &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Galileo Galilei&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;Sidereus Nuncius Magna, Longeque Admirabilia Spectacula Pandens, &lt;br /&gt;
Suspiciendaque Proponens Unicuique&lt;/i&gt; [&lt;i&gt;The great starry messenger&lt;/i&gt;], 1610&lt;br /&gt;
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William Blake, &lt;a href="http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/copy.xq?copyid=gates-sexes.d&amp;amp;java=no"&gt;The Gates of Paradise&lt;/a&gt;, 1825&lt;br /&gt;
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Animation short by &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/shulamits"&gt;Shulamit Serfaty&lt;/a&gt; (Hebrow with english subs)&lt;br /&gt;
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Transparent medusas rose to the sea's surface, throbbed there a moment, then flew off, swaying toward the Moon. Little Xlthlx amused herself by catching them in midair, though it wasn't easy. Once, as she streched her little arms out to catch one, she jumped up slightly and was also set free. Thin as she was, she was an ounce or two short of the weight necessary for the Earth's gravity to overcome the Moon's attraction and bring her back: so she flew up among the medusas, suspended over the sea. She took fright, cried, then laughed and started playing, catching shellfish and minnows as they flew, sticking some into her mouth and chewing them. We rowed hard, to keep up with the child: the Moon ran off in her ellipse, dragging that swarm of marine fauna throught the sky, and a train of long, entwinded seaweeds, and Xlthlx hanging there in the midst. Her two wispy braids seemed to be flying on their own, outstreched toward the Moon; but all the while she kept wriggling and kicking at the air, as if she wanted to fight that influence, and her socks - she had lost her shoes in her flight - slipped off her feet and swayed, attracted by the Earth's force. On the ladder, we tried to grab them.&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Excerpt from Italo Calvino, The Distance from the Moon, 1976&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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John Adams Whipple/James Wallace Black, The Moon, 1857-1860&lt;br /&gt;
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Photograph of the moon taken by M. Puiseux, Sept. 12, 1903. Moon's age: 19 days.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;The sun is shining on a house. He can shine in where he will, for it is but the shell of a house. Any one can look in from outside and see that isis not in fit state to be furnished for the habitation of man. Such a house is the Moon; a house where life can find no place to dwell in. Because the moon is a dead world, a mere world-shell, there is offered no bar to our prying where we will. Where the sun holds the candle to guide us, there we may look. The moon neither assists nor resists.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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from: The heavens and their story (1908) by Annie S.D. (&lt;span class="searchTerm"&gt;Annie&lt;/span&gt; Scot Dill) Maunder, b. 1868&lt;br /&gt;
via: &lt;a href="http://www.archive.org/details/heavenstheirstor00maunuoft"&gt;archive&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Film still from "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbGd_240ynk"&gt;A Trip to the Moon&lt;/a&gt;" (1902, dir. Georges Méliès) &lt;br /&gt;
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Film stills from "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BImOj2JxCrg"&gt;The Impossible Voyage&lt;/a&gt;" (1904, dir. Georges Méliès) &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;What Counsel Has the Hooded Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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What counsel has the hooded moon&lt;br /&gt;
Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet,&lt;br /&gt;
Of Love in ancient plenilune,&lt;br /&gt;
Glory and stars beneath his feet -- -&lt;br /&gt;
A sage that is but kith and kin&lt;br /&gt;
With the comedian Capuchin?&lt;br /&gt;
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Believe me rather that am wise&lt;br /&gt;
In disregard of the divine,&lt;br /&gt;
A glory kindles in those eyes&lt;br /&gt;
Trembles to starlight. Mine, O Mine!&lt;br /&gt;
No more be tears in moon or mist&lt;br /&gt;
For thee, sweet sentimentalist. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;James Joyce&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Lunar Eclipse, Saturday, March 3rd 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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“The painting was created in 1888 by Julius Grimm (1842-1906), a German scientific photographer whose techniques of mapping the surface of the moon became famous when his acclaimed Atlas der Astrophysik was published in 1881. After meeting the Grand Duke Friedrich I von Baden, an astronomy enthusiast, in 1887, Grimm decided to paint a representation of the moon, based on his photographs, to be presented to the Grand Duke. The painting shows the moon as it can never be seen in reality: fully lit across the entire surface at once. The painting’s highly textured surface faithfully represents the actual landscape of the moon, which Grimm determined with precision by examining the shadows cast during the various lunar phases. When lighted from the direction Grimm indicated with a painted arrow, the ridges of paint cast shadows that create the photorealistic effect of the painting.” via &lt;a href="http://eon.businesswire.com/portal/site/eon/permalink/?ndmViewId=news_view&amp;amp;newsId=20090430006299&amp;amp;newsLang=en"&gt;EON&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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During its flight, the Galileo spacecraft returned images of the Moon. The Galileo spacecraft took these images on December 7, 1992 on its way to explore the Jupiter system in 1995-97. The distinct bright ray crater at the bottom of the image is the Tycho impact basin. The dark areas are lava rock filled impact basins: Oceanus Procellarum (on the left), Mare Imbrium (center left), Mare Serenitatis and Mare Tranquillitatis (center), and Mare Crisium (near the right edge). This picture contains images through the Violet, 756 nm, 968 nm filters. The color is 'enhanced' in the sense that the CCD camera is sensitive to near infrared wavelengths of light beyond human vision. The Galileo project is managed for NASA's Office of Space Science by the Jet Propulsion Laboratory. via &lt;a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html"&gt;apod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://www.lpi.usra.edu/resources/apollopanoramas/images/preview/original/JSC2007e045376.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.lpi.usra.edu/resources/apollopanoramas/images/preview/original/JSC2007e045376.jpg" width="600" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Snapshot from the surface of the Moon/Apollo 12 Landing Site (click to enlarge) via &lt;a href="http://www.lpi.usra.edu/" target="new"&gt;LPI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Millennium Annular Solar Eclipse Credit &amp;amp; Copyright: Mikael Svalgaard  Explanation: The Moon's shadow raced across planet Earth on January 15. Observers within the central shadow track were able to witness an annular solar eclipse as the Moon's apparent size was too small to completely cover the Sun. A visually dramatic ring of fire, the annular phase lasted up to 11 minutes and 8 seconds depending on location, the longest annular solar eclipse for the next 1,000 years. This picture of the Moon's silhouette just before mid-eclipse was taken within the eclipse path from the city of Kanyakumari at the southern tip of India. via &lt;a href="http://apod.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html"&gt;apod&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Étienne Léopold Trouvelot, 1881&lt;br /&gt;
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Anonymous, Moon, partially eclipsed. 1912, 1 April, 9:30 pm and 9:50 pm&lt;br /&gt;
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A Moon or a Button: A Collection of First Picture Ideas by Ruth Krauss and Remy Charlip, 1959&lt;br /&gt;
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almost at the equator&lt;br /&gt;
almost at the equinox&lt;br /&gt;
exactly at midnight&lt;br /&gt;
from a ship&lt;br /&gt;
the full&lt;br /&gt;
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Gary Snyder - &lt;i&gt;Once Only&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Sappa Creek near Singapore&lt;br /&gt;
March 1958&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://2photo.ru/uploads/posts/4268/20070924/leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov/24_09_2007_0268379001190637954_leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://2photo.ru/uploads/posts/4268/20070924/leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov/24_09_2007_0253603001190637954_leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://2photo.ru/uploads/posts/4268/20070924/leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov/24_09_2007_0159367001190637954_leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Leonid Tishkov, Private Moon (see the whole series &lt;a href="http://2photo.ru/2007/09/24/quotchastnaja_lunaquot_i_quotvizit_k_zvezdequot_fotografy_leonid_tishkov_i_boris_bendikov.html" target="new"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;To the Rising Full Moon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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Wilt thou suddenly enshroud thee,&lt;br /&gt;
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Who this moment wert so nigh?&lt;br /&gt;
Heavy rising masses cloud thee,&lt;br /&gt;
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Thou art hidden from mine eye.&lt;br /&gt;
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Yet my sadness thou well knowest,&lt;br /&gt;
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Gleaming sweetly as a star!&lt;br /&gt;
That I'm loved, 'tis thou that showest,&lt;br /&gt;
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Though my loved one may be far.&lt;br /&gt;
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Upward mount then! clearer, milder,&lt;br /&gt;
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Robed in splendour far more bright!&lt;br /&gt;
Though my heart with grief throbs wilder,&lt;br /&gt;
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Fraught with rapture is the night!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, 1828.      &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/2m2to2h.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nicholas Hughes, from the series: In Darkness Visible, Verse I, 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i55.tinypic.com/whcxeg.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Nicholas Hughes, from the series: In Darkness Visible, Verse I, 2007&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i35.tinypic.com/2vrtu28.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Edward Steichen Pastoral - Moonlight, 1907, Photogravure&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i54.tinypic.com/kdqzj6.jpg%22" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Edward Steichen, Moonlit Landscape, 1903&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/art/SWW01.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Sarah Wyman Whitman, A Warm Night, ca.1889&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://i34.tinypic.com/11ied94.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The Moon and her Mother&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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The Moon once begged her Mother to make her a gown. &lt;br /&gt;
"How can I?" replied she; "there's no fitting your figure. &lt;br /&gt;
At one time you're a New Moon, and at another you're a &lt;br /&gt;
Full Moon; and between whiles you're neither one nor the other."&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;From: Aesop' Fables, Illustration: Arthur Rackham&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://i52.tinypic.com/11v71wk.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Bat Before the Moon by Biho Takashi, circa 1910&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://i867.photobucket.com/albums/ab240/TTQTH/jpn/Shoson.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Ohara Koson (Shoson), (1877 - 1945),&lt;br /&gt;
Monkey Reaching For Reflection Of The Moon, ca. 1910 &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;The monkey is reaching&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The monkey is reaching&lt;br /&gt;
For the moon in the water.&lt;br /&gt;
Until death overtakes him&lt;br /&gt;
He'll never give up.&lt;br /&gt;
If he'd let go the branch and&lt;br /&gt;
Disappear in the deep pool,&lt;br /&gt;
The whole world would shine&lt;br /&gt;
With dazzling pureness.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;Hakuin (1686 - 1768)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;img alt="" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/x5zacg.jpg%22" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Andrew Wyeth, Moon Madness, 1982&lt;br /&gt;
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Take a &lt;a href="http://science.nationalgeographic.com/science/space/space-exploration/moon-myth-quiz.html"&gt;moon mysteries and myths quiz&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;
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