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“Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter—to-morrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. . . . And one fine morning——”
What better way to celebrate good ol’ fashioned nostalgia, a glittering golden dream of America, than with a Great Gatsby-inspired fete?
A few glimpses from the pre-party prep:
I’m out and about this week guys, exploring and wandering around a new city. Until I’m back and can tell you all about it, enjoy the petit posts.
And you, who knows me better than all, a touch is all it takes.
Our communion has been treasure enough, but oh, to have this promise.
“But how, with all this light?”
“Can’t you see the constellations?”
Their eyes like our eyes, darling.
He’s not the only one who waits for you.
Another season gone by. The crown you said you didn’t crave keeps you from us here.
Words are fleeting, love. What’s left are memories.
Isn’t it incredible when an artwork takes on a life of its own?
The vision of one individual has been replicated time and time again as new people come across the work to breathe new life into it. Some interpretations are hilarious, others more reverent, but all have their place.
I’m partial to Lapine and Sondheim’s rich musical interpretation of the painting and the man behind its beauty. But, the fact that so many various portrayals of Seurat’s work even exists speaks volumes.
You have a favorite?
Quote by Chagall. Original Image Source
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