Friday, April 23, 2010

Friday. Black and white.

"… You were quite right in saying one would fain love with one’s heart and one’s bowels. I am thrilled with your ardour for life. To my mind, we ought to love life more than anything.”
“Love life rather than the meaning of life?”
“Yes. Love it before finding reasons why; without logic, as you said; that’s the only way to get at its meaning."
                                 The Brothers KaramazovFyodor Dostoevsky.

                                                                    Photos by Hedi Slimane

"I can’t think of any greater happiness than to be with you all the time, without interruption, endlessly, even though I feel that here in this world there’s no undisturbed place for our love, neither in the village nor anywhere else; and I dream of a grave, deep and narrow, where we could clasp each other in our arms as with clamps, and I would hide my face in you and you would hide your face in me, and nobody would ever see us any more."
                                                                   Franz Kafka, The Castle

Nadav Kander                                                                                         David Vasiljevic

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