a latent sea

ebb & flow

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”

—   Martin Luther King (via whoisbobbparris)

(Source: observando, via katjaanderson)


Decorated type selection

While spending some time a St.Brides Library last week I took some photos of some historic decorate types. Seeing so many styles together, filled with such elaborate detail, it’s easy to glance over their characteristics. Here’s a few of the details I love most about them:

A: The decreasing sized As, alternately filled, provide a nice sense of depth yet the whole composition remains light. (From a sheet of beautiful 17th Century; initials) 

S. This one has wings! (19th Century; American)

L: This inhabited initial not only what appears to contain St. George and the Dragon, we’ve also got a plethora of small animals; goose, snail, squirrel, rabbit…The the top right terminal ends with a face. The devil maybe? (15th Century; French)

E: Almost psychedelic (17th Century; French)

M: There’s a strange creature gnawing at the bottom of this letter! (16th Century; Printed in Rouen by Martin Morin)

A: The one is drawn with pen and ink as a study aid. Beautifully composed out of the most complex interlocking shapes. (16th Century, Dutch, Aert van Meldert from ABC pour la jeunesse - “ABC for the youth”)

P: From a whole alphabet of vicious animals fighting each other. Who’s biting who? (Silvestre, 17th Century; French)

N: There are so many swirls to this inhabited ‘n’ the characters are off to play hide and seek. (17th Century; Italian; Alphabet by Vespasiano; Library of St. Mark’s, Venice)

R: Ultra Gothic: I’m not sure if the dragon is breathing out, spewing up, or eating this wonderful architectural monstrosity. (Calligrapher, Jean Midolle, 18th Century, Swiss)

Alphabet: Another by Midolle. As the name suggests they are supposed to look like jewels. (Jean Midolle, Monster Lapidary Alphabet, 19th Century, Swiss)

You can see more over on my Instagram page


Carol Belanger Grafton (Editor). Historic Alphabets & Initials, Woodcut & Ornamental,1977.
Midolle, Silvestre and others. Florid and Unusual alphabets,109 complete alphabets, 1976.

I’m broken
in the right
places, but
is falling

as it should.

“And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

—   Haruki Murakami  (via hattiewatson)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via crookedindifference)

That, one day,
this heartache will
burn itself

like a quiet fire.


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n. the subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, as maladapted to your surroundings as a seal on a beach—lumbering, clumsy, easily distracted, huddled in the company of other misfits, unable to recognize the ambient roar of your intended habitat, in which you’d be fluidly, brilliantly, effortlessly at home.

(Source: dictionaryofobscuresorrows, via booklover)

Something as simple,

sudden, and expected

as the sound of ice

melting in a glass of