delicate predators

Random curation.
Check out my photo blog instead: the coldest winter was

The Strange Tale of the North Pond Hermit

"I did examine myself," he said. "Solitude did increase my perception. But here’s the tricky thing—when I applied my increased perception to myself, I lost my identity. With no audience, no one to perform for, I was just there. There was no need to define myself; I became irrelevant. The moon was the minute hand, the seasons the hour hand. I didn’t even have a name. I never felt lonely. To put it romantically: I was completely free."

My favorite Hannibal bit.

Catching up on stuff from two years ago.

In larger scale societies, we are accustomed to diversity of belief, we even applaud ourselves for our tolerance, not recognizing that a society not bound together by a single powerful belief is not a society at all, but a political association of individuals held together only by the presence of law and force, the very existence of which is a violence.

—Colin Turnbull

I’m a woman in her 30s. I don’t have kids, I don’t have a husband; it’s on purpose. It’s all apart of my master plan: I care about my future and I don’t give shit about my legacy.

—Lydia Popovich @ 24HourCynicCave / Lost Weekend Video (via courtingcomedy)

When I first moved to San Francisco in 2004 I took pictures constantly. I had graduated the year before with a degree in photojournalism and then had quickly decided I didn’t want to pursue that field. Upon moving to San Francisco I got a boring office job downtown to pay rent and spent the rest of the time exploring and making friends. I carried a Canon PowerShot Elph everywhere. The camera had fewer megapixels than most of today’s phones, and these pictures were saved at a fairly small resolution size to accommodate slower loading speeds on the internet. I still love a lot of these photos and wanted to revisit them. thecoldestwinterwas.tumblr.com

When I first moved to San Francisco in 2004 I took pictures constantly. I had graduated the year before with a degree in photojournalism and then had quickly decided I didn’t want to pursue that field. Upon moving to San Francisco I got a boring office job downtown to pay rent and spent the rest of the time exploring and making friends. I carried a Canon PowerShot Elph everywhere. The camera had fewer megapixels than most of today’s phones, and these pictures were saved at a fairly small resolution size to accommodate slower loading speeds on the internet. I still love a lot of these photos and wanted to revisit them. thecoldestwinterwas.tumblr.com