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<rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" version="2.0"><channel><atom:link rel="hub" href="http://tumblr.superfeedr.com/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"/><description></description><title>SolidAir</title><generator>Tumblr (3.0; @solidair)</generator><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/</link><item><title>[via]</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/07f7805b42adb4f3708928cf38ee4199/tumblr_mnb3i7ps691qzsyyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/9fbbbf304438a4a5f3b2e42a137949be/tumblr_mnb3i7ps691qzsyyko2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/7d2137446c6154b661d7207d6d857f53/tumblr_mnb3i7ps691qzsyyko3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;[&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/129224730/tardis-blue-felt-plush-dr-who?ref=shop_home_active" target="_blank"&gt;via&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/51225076989</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/51225076989</guid><pubDate>Fri, 24 May 2013 16:14:00 +0200</pubDate><category>Tardis</category><category>Doctor Who</category></item><item><title>&amp;#8220;Family pictures are the most precious. I have a set of prints I carry around in my wallet of...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#8220;Family pictures are the most precious. I have a set of prints I carry around in my wallet of my kids, my husband and my parents. I look at those rather than writing a diary: they’re very evocative and textural and emotional, and take you back to specific moments. I change them every so often, after they get worn out. The picture I carry of my parents is a little old colour print of them hugging in the 70s, which is sweet. The one of my husband and me was taken in a photobooth a friend rented for a birthday party. I love the old-fashioned booths where you get four different shots; they feel unique because you’ve got the only version that will ever exist. I also have a great photobooth strip of my son when he was really young. He’s crying at the beginning – then in the next photo my hand’s in there, giving him an ice-cream.&amp;#8221; (Mary McCartney)&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/artanddesign/interactive/2013/may/19/power-photography-time-mortality-memory#blake-morrison" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The power of photography: time, mortality and memory&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/51069378460</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/51069378460</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 May 2013 16:00:00 +0200</pubDate><category>Photography</category></item><item><title>David Sylvian by Yuka Fujii - Mont Blanc, 1984</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/577a7136435d8b4045f187f54e3bbd70/tumblr_mfplotnELx1qzsyyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.davidsylvian.net/gallery/posters/mont-blanc-samadhisound1-654.html" target="_blank"&gt;David Sylvian by Yuka Fujii - Mont Blanc, 1984&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/50914090315</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/50914090315</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 18:22:20 +0200</pubDate><category>David Sylvian</category><category>Yuka Fujii</category></item><item><title>"A volte è come se la vita cogliesse uno dei suoi giorni e gli dicesse: 
“A te darò tutto! Tu sarai..."</title><description>“A volte è come se la vita cogliesse uno dei suoi giorni e gli dicesse: &lt;br/&gt;
“A te darò tutto! Tu sarai uno di quei giorni rosso fuoco che brillerà nel ricordo quando tutti gli altri saranno dimenticati”. &lt;br/&gt;
Questo è uno di quei giorni. Non per tutto il genere umano, naturalmente. &lt;br/&gt;
Molti, moltissimi stanno piangendo in questo istante e ricorderanno questo strano giorno come un giorno di disperazione. A pensarci è strano. Ma per noi, per i Melkerson della Casa del Falegname dell’Isola dei Gabbiani, questo giorno trabocca talmente di gioia e allegria e splendore e contentezza che non so dove andremo a finire.&lt;br/&gt;
Nemmeno Melker lo sapeva. Sedeva su di uno scoglio al Capo delle Cornacchie con i piedi immersi nell’acqua per rinfrescarsi le galle. E intanto pescava. Pelle e Ciorven lo stavano a guardare, lì vicino. Pelle con Jum-Jum sulle ginocchia e Ciorven con Nostromo accanto.&lt;br/&gt;
- Non hai lo strappo giusto, zio Melker - disse Ciorven - In questo modo non prendi neanche un pesce di sicuro.&lt;br/&gt;
- No, non voglio prendere un pesce - disse Melker sognante.&lt;br/&gt;
- Allora perché te ne stai seduto qui? - chiese Ciorven.&lt;br/&gt;
E Melker, con la stessa espressione sognante, le recitò:&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
    Perché doveva calare il sole in quell’istante&lt;br/&gt;
    e ne voleva vedere il fuoco sfolgorante…”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;[da “Vacanze all’isola dei gabbiani” di Astrid Lindgren]&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/50432427442</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/50432427442</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 May 2013 20:18:00 +0200</pubDate><category>Astrid Lindgren</category></item><item><title>Inside Roy Lichtenstein’s Studio</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/affe33d189fa5ca702a8b1edf48a8185/tumblr_mks66a5L2b1qzsyyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Bathing Beauties, Blue 1990&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/bb2b89b9f9372cc5e4340ffdbfee1ca4/tumblr_mks66a5L2b1qzsyyko2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Crying Girls, Reflections, 1990&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lensculture.com/lambrecht.html?thisPic=100" target="_blank"&gt;Inside Roy Lichtenstein’s Studio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/50089294988</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/50089294988</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 16:12:27 +0200</pubDate><category>Roy Lichtenstein</category></item><item><title>Sleep is commercial (by Naked Eyes)</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lce2cgHUt31qzsyyko1_r2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nakedeyes/4944156749/"&gt;Sleep is commercial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (by &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/nakedeyes/"&gt;Naked Eyes&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/49956498307</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/49956498307</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 May 2013 22:54:11 +0200</pubDate><category>Flickr</category><category>Berlin</category></item><item><title>"I geni sono quelle persone che ci stai a fianco senza nessuno sforzo. Ecco chi sono i geni."</title><description>“I geni sono quelle persone che ci stai a fianco senza nessuno sforzo. Ecco chi sono i geni.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;[Paolo Sorrentino, &lt;em&gt;Hanno tutti ragione&lt;/em&gt;]&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/49772046658</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/49772046658</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 May 2013 15:14:00 +0200</pubDate><category>Paolo Sorrentino</category></item><item><title>Depeche Mode - Stripped</title><description>&lt;iframe width="400" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/D72fzwqtn9s?wmode=transparent&amp;autohide=1&amp;egm=0&amp;hd=1&amp;iv_load_policy=3&amp;modestbranding=1&amp;rel=0&amp;showinfo=0&amp;showsearch=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtu.be/D72fzwqtn9s" target="_blank"&gt;Depeche Mode - &lt;em&gt;Stripped&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/48356733290</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/48356733290</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 16:24:12 +0200</pubDate><category>Depeche Mode</category><category>Black Celebration</category><category>1986</category></item><item><title>Life as Wolfgang sees it</title><description>&lt;a href="http://www.taschen.com/pages/en/catalogue/photography/all/05771/facts.wolfgang_tillmans_neue_welt.htm"&gt;Life as Wolfgang sees it&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;p&gt;Over the period of more than two decades, &lt;strong&gt;Wolfgang Tillmans&lt;/strong&gt; has explored the medium of photo-imaging with greater range than any other artist of his generation. From snapshots of his friends to abstract images made in a darkroom without a camera or works made with a photocopier, he has pushed the photographic process to its outer limits in myriad ways. For this collection of photos, his fourth book with TASCHEN, Tillmans turned away from the self-reflexive exploration of the photography medium that had occupied him for several years by focusing his lens on the outside world—from London and Nottingham to Tierra del Fuego, Tasmania, Saudi Arabia, and Papua New Guinea. 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Bob: You'll figure that out. The more you know who you are, and what you want, the less you let things upset you.</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/47462953302</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/47462953302</guid><pubDate>Mon, 08 Apr 2013 18:20:20 +0200</pubDate><category>Bill Murray</category><category>Lost in Translation</category><category>Scarlett Johansson</category><category>Sofia Coppola</category></item><item><title>Movie Scenes in Eye Shadow Art</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/3aca2db7e2c34f111542a1a2635f58da/tumblr_mks6akdmYx1qzsyyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The Nightmare Before Christmas&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/99971429b12d10a29ff02d921da9129a/tumblr_mks6akdmYx1qzsyyko2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The Lion King&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.illusionow.com/2011/05/movie-scenes-in-eye-shadow-art/" target="_blank"&gt;Movie Scenes in Eye Shadow Art&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/47186615159</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/47186615159</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Apr 2013 14:14:00 +0200</pubDate><category>Katie Alves</category><category>The Lion King</category><category>The Nightmare Before Christmas</category><category>Make up</category><category>makeup</category></item><item><title>Toti Scialoja</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/eaed02efe37bc1040af7ac2ae3810bc8/tumblr_mjykdyXJeZ1qzsyyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Toti_Scialoja" target="_blank"&gt;Toti Scialoja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46932320067</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46932320067</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Apr 2013 14:42:18 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Paul Weller - You Do Something to Me </title><description>&lt;iframe class="tumblr_audio_player tumblr_audio_player_46511056099" src="http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46511056099/audio_player_iframe/solidair/tumblr_mkdnv65ssE1qzsyyk?audio_file=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.tumblr.com%2Faudio_file%2Fsolidair%2F46511056099%2Ftumblr_mkdnv65ssE1qzsyyk" frameborder="0" allowtransparency="true" scrolling="no" width="500" height="169"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;Paul Weller - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="st"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You Do Something to Me &lt;br/&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46511056099</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46511056099</guid><pubDate>Thu, 28 Mar 2013 16:48:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Stanley Road</category><category>Paul Weller</category></item><item><title>@Markgatiss</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/67b4d09016a8777a8add2974745d6b82/tumblr_mka77sAsRh1qzsyyko1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="https://twitter.com/Markgatiss" target="_blank"&gt;@Markgatiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46352900118</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46352900118</guid><pubDate>Tue, 26 Mar 2013 20:00:20 +0100</pubDate><category>Sherlock</category><category>Mark Gatiss</category><category>Benedict Cumberbatch</category></item><item><title>Cecil Beaton: Katharine Hepburn, 1935</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/ad9e381c91c54e4df326d50d02da64f6/tumblr_mg3x6a9PaG1qzsyyko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cecil Beaton: Katharine Hepburn, 1935&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46248022713</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/46248022713</guid><pubDate>Mon, 25 Mar 2013 14:14:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Katharine Hepburn</category><category>Gpoy</category><category>Cecil Beaton</category><category>Photography</category></item><item><title>"Io ascolto quelli che raccontano e non faccio differenze tra quello che è tornato a piedi dalla..."</title><description>“Io ascolto quelli che raccontano e non faccio differenze tra quello che è tornato a piedi dalla Russia in tempo di guerra e quello che aspetta l’autobus e mi parla del gelato al pistacchio. Perché la storia è fatta di guerre camminate a piedi, ma la nostra vita è anche il pistacchio. Invece la letteratura è un’invenzione che mette insieme tutto. &lt;br/&gt;
È la guerra al pistacchio.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ascaniocelestini.it/io-racconto/" target="_blank"&gt;Ascanio Celestini&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/45985257202</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/45985257202</guid><pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 12:46:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Ascanio Celestini</category></item><item><title>L♥ve</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fb935ce87dabb68882e7848999fca4a3/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Only You&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/fcf72e3ec65737780eed86fa87742644/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko2_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Fucking Åmål&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/2933ad606618529e6cf9adde60c20b1d/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko4_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The Way We Were&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/858178cc17fb6a7473fd78bade43dae7/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko3_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; High Fidelity&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4283db4b1819c039bfad2484352c3c2f/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Witness&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/8c1c5bb0c3de80a94476d17d7c996562/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Big Trouble in Little China&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/59b453b33ac216d7c22d648198f28732/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko10_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Innerspace&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/9ee7f31cd3f6c66d176466c12f74029f/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko9_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; Angélique, marquise des anges&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/130dee94a80146c5b386de8c5e09c412/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; The Killers&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/7311d9b490a7696b9626659ab36742fc/tumblr_mjyqrgHGiM1qzsyyko7_400.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;p&gt;L♥ve&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/45837039222</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/45837039222</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Mar 2013 16:04:00 +0100</pubDate><category>Only You</category><category>Fucking Åmål</category><category>The Way We Were</category><category>High Fidelity</category><category>Witness</category><category>Big Trouble in Little China</category><category>Innerspace</category><category>Angelique</category><category>The Killers</category><category>A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints</category></item><item><title>Postcard Pillow</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/27e9eff769459c84181d5220f84bc67c/tumblr_mjyjmoRbEl1qzsyyko1_r1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/20193555/personalize-a-postcard-pillow" target="_blank"&gt;Postcard Pillow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/45830005788</link><guid>http://solidair.tumblr.com/post/45830005788</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Mar 2013 12:52:00 +0100</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
