what are you supposed to do?

what are you supposed to do when you see your dream car and then realize that it is for sale and then realize that it's for sale for cheap and then confront the realization that there's absolutely no good reason to buy said dream car because... well, you don't really need it? seriously. what are you supposed to do?

the simple pleasures

The simple pleasures are really the best. A still life from your life. That you see for the first time. Because of the light. Or because for once you're there, really there, in the instant. The harmony and interplay between all the elements in the picture tickle your fancy and push you to capture that which the brain sees through the eye at that time. In a vain attempt keep the present from the past.

if norman bates's mother...

...had summered in a belle époque mansion on the english channel, it might have looked like this. or not.

have you ever been to deauville in may?

i have.

hail

hail caesar. emperor of all the world. may all that he sees and all that he touches be graced with by his divinity. may the monuments he gazes upon obey the golden mean and be please the eye. may his memory live on. for centuries and millenia. and may men pay homage to him in the far distant future, building monuments to his name, hotels and casinos like the which he can not even imagine. the scale of which he dare not conceive. hail caesar. and his palace.