Picnic at Hanging Rock
goingintodeepwater——Picnic at Hanging Rock is one strange-ass film. Have to be n the right creepy frame of mind to watch it——great flick.
(Source: soy-ou, via missjaneasher)
#The guy had guts
“Stuart was slight of build and wore glasses. He made up for his stature by being quite assertive in his attitudes and opinions, which sometimes made him a target for the bigger boys in class….David and I tended to get out of scrapes with our humor, whereas Stuart always tended to take up the argument.”—-Norman Allanson, Stuart’s classmate at Prescott Grammar School
"John, finding home life with Mimi less than avant garde, decided to move into Stuart’s flat with him, a decision that Mimi did her utmost to squash. But his mind was made up. He felt he had to cut the apron strings and please himself. I was to spend many a night in that flat with John - my mother believing me to be staying with Phyllis.
Although it was wonderful spending illicit nights away from home, we had terrible trouble trying to keep clean, It was impossible, not matter how hard we tried. The floor was filthy, in fact everything was covered in muck. If the electricity had been cut off, or the supply of soup had run out we would wash in cold water and without light, emerging into the bright daylight of Liverpool and walking hand in hand to the city centre for breakfast looking, I suspect, like a couple of chimney sweeps. John didn’t really care too much, but I had to return home and explain my appearance to my disbelieving mother. Oh, it was great fun! Looking like a fallen angel was one thing, but looking like a dirty fallen angel on the last train home to suburbia was quite another kettle of fish."
Cynthia Lennon (“A Twist of Lennon”) (via beatlesneveroutofstyle)
Yeah, the cool boheman life at Gambier Terrace—-upallnightwithstu
Old collage with Lennon portrait (which I did while talking on the phone) using graphite, poster paper, cardboard, black marker and Wite-Out (hey, artists gotta use what artists got).