Paris based photographer Melanie Rodriguez.
The purple fluid or granular matter which fills the cells of the glands differs to a certain extent from that within the cells of the pedicels. For when a leaf is placed in hot water or in certain acids, the glands become quite white and opaque, whereas the cells of the pedicels are rendered of a bright red, with the exception of those close beneath the glands.
These latter cells lose their pale red tint; and the green matter which they, as well as the basal cells, contain, becomes of a brighter green.
Mozart’s jocular whims and freaks. “Oh!” explained the capering composer, “we can’t afford fuel, so we are dancing to keep ourselves warm!” It was a bitterly cold winter morning, and it was not long ere the worthy Deiner had fetched in a goodly store of wood.
Persona by Ingmar Bergman, an epiphany of light and shadow.
The tears of the world are a constant quantity. For each one who begins to weep, somewhere else another stops. The same is true of the laugh. (He laughs.) Let us not then speak ill of our generation, it is not any unhappier than its predecessors. (Pause.) Let us not speak well of it either. (Pause.) Let us not speak of it at all. (B.B.)2 hearts
Holding pattern from Lauren O’Neill.
I’ve been fascinated by airports for as long as I can remember — there’s something about the comings + goings, the organization + operation … ultimately the systems of design at play … that’s so intriguing to me. Whether DCA, JFK, or the little municipal airport, I’ve always lived in a direct flight pattern of an airport.
Day-to-day, I glance out my window and watch planes circle about waiting to land.