Rosy hued : a photo shoot


… After looking curiously over his panes of glass one by one, I exclaimed: “What! You have no colored glass, no pink, no red, no blue! No magic panes, no panes of paradise? Scoundrel, what do you mean by coming into poor neighborhoods without a single glass to make life beautiful!” And I pushed him toward the stairs.

Going out on my balcony I picked up a little flower pot, and when the glazier appeared at the entrance below, I let my engine of war fall down perpendicularly on the edge of his pack. The shock knocked him over and, falling on his back, he succeeded in breaking the rest of his poor ambulatory stock with a shattering noise as of lightning striking a crystal palace.

And drunk with my madness, I shouted down at him furiously: “make life beautiful! Make life beautiful!”

– Charles Baudelaire, “The Bad Glazier” 

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Isn’t that some great writing?  =D  My favorite part is when he links the little flower pot with “Engine of War”.

Currently I have the choice between two graduate schools and I am really wishing to hear back from one or two more before the April 15th decision deadline.

I also need to fill out a Fafsa.


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