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What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.
from The Waste Land by T.S. Eliot (via hermionejg)
mirnah

mirnah:

After living in Paris on and off for years, Bruno (who worked for Maison Martin Margiela and Christian Lacroix) relocated to his hometown of Antwerp where he lives in an open-space penthouse above his studio.

He moved in 2005 and did a complete redesign with an architecture firm. “Before the renovation, it was a bit of a wreck. The interior design has changed a lot since I moved in here as it used to be much more minimal. I couldn’t bear to look at its plainness anymore”.