{simple pleasures} les péages de cloche: the bell tolls

therefore, send not to know

for whom the bell tolls,

it tolls for thee.
— John Donne

pas d'île: john donne, 16th century metaphysical poet + cleric, wrote this passage in 1624, found in

devotions upon emergent occasions. i love his work + i also love taking pictures of churches + cathedrals wherever i may travel. i thought it fitting to link his words to today's imagery:

no man is an island,

entire of itself.

each is a piece of the continent,

a part of the main.

if a clod

be washed away by the sea,

europe is the less.

as well as if a promontory were.

as well as if a manor of thine own

or of thine friend's were.

each man's death diminishes me,

for i am involved in mankind.

therefore, send not to know

for whom the bell tolls,

it tolls for thee.

{simple pleasures} ombres et lumières: shadow + light

I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people’s eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.
— Sylvia Plath

ombres et lumières: while it's true, the architecture + the immaculate unpigmented palette against the deep azure sky captured my attention, it was the shadows cast across the visage of this church that truly captivated me. reflected upon its face were the shapes + forms of the town's aged ferris wheel. i've always thought there was something quite magnificentl about shadows.