The Fiction of Form

Man can transcend the natural rhythms that bind. Immortality in the profane and the divine. I'm a cultural geographer; I read the human condition in spaces and places.

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Bed of Chrysanthemus~ Claude Monet 

vintageandshabbychic:

Bed of Chrysanthemus~ Claude Monet 

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The rain trickles down through the house, and everything wooden swells and shrinks, and the nails in everything wooden, the floors and baseboards and window casings, the nails inch out and rust.
Everywhere there are rusted nails to step on or snag your elbow on, and there’s only one bathroom for the seven bedrooms, and now there’s a used condom.
The house is waiting for something, a zoning change or a will to come out of probate, and then it will be torn down. I asked Tyler how long he’s been here, and he said about six weeks. Before the dawn of time, there was an owner who collected lifetime stacks of the National Geographic and Reader’s Digest. Big teetering stacks of magazines that get taller every time it rains. Tyler says the last tenant used to fold the glossy magazine pages for cocaine envelopes. There’s no lock on the front door from when police or whoever kicked in the door. There’s nine layers of wallpaper swelling on the dining-room walls, flowers under stripes under flowers under birds under grasscloth.
Our only neighbors are a closed machine shop and across the street, a blocklong warehouse. Inside the house, there’s a closet with sevenfoot rollers for rolling up damask tablecloths so they never have to be creased. There’s a cedarlined, refrigerated fur closet. The tile in the bathroom is painted with little flowers nicer than most everybody’s wedding china, and there’s a used condom in the toilet.

Fight Club, Chapter Seven, Chuck Palahniuk

A very strong yet often passed over chapter. I find the description of the damp and the rot and the pulse of the wood, growing and shrinking very evocative and powerful.

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All day long

All day long

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Hussein Chalayan S/S 2007

Hussein Chalayan S/S 2007

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