undefinable and limitless
baby i’m yours. on We Heart It
… its too early for this bullshit.”
— Me, no matter what time it is. (via lastisle)
Still lives by Wolfgang Tilmans
"There is a glass box on the studio roof, the top of a translucent staircase, which Tillmans has made into a lookout post. A mattress lies on the floor with a white sheet and Khalil Gibran and Richard Sennett books by the pillow; two telescopes face out towards the city. When it’s not too hot or too cold, he spends nights here, observing the sky. "Something interesting is happening: pictures are replacing words as messages," Tillmans says of selfies and restaurant Instagramming. "You could trace these elements to work I did 20 years ago, and obviously I am not responsible for that, but that sense that there is some significance in a piece of clothing on the floor. I cannot bitch about millions of people who photograph their food. But I didn’t photograph plates or still lifes to show my friend: ‘Look! I’ve just eaten this banana!’ I really didn’t, but I was accused in the 90s by critics that this was shallow, vacuous, unimportant subject matter."