one’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one:

one’s not half two. It’s two are halves of one:
which halves reintegrating,shall occur
no death and any quantity;but than
all numerable mosts the actual more

minds ignorant of stern miraculous
this every truth-beware of heartless them
(given the scalpel,they dissect a kiss;
or,sold the reason,they undream a dream)

one is the song which fiends and angels sing:
all murdering lies by mortals told make two.
Let liars wilt,repaying life they’re loaned;
we(by a gift called dying born)must grow

deep in dark least ourselves remembering
love only rides his year.
                                           All lose,whole find

e.e. cummings


"Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding." — Diane Arbus

"Love involves a peculiar unfathomable combination of understanding and misunderstanding." — Diane Arbus


The Flower Fields 
Ovid recalled the release of salacious and fertile goats and hares while the crowds gathered to celebrate the Roman festival of spring and rebirth Floralia pelted themselves with vetches each May 1. 

This rite of spring is the rootstalk from which May Day now stems. The workers of the world gather, steel themselves, march on.
What we’re saying is: today is a good day for flowers or the haymarket. It’s a good day to walk with someone or march with someone. It’s a good day for what we will. If you have a bike and a satchel handy, meet us. We’re pedaling to a picnic by the water in the breeze.  


photo by Katie Ann Denis

The Flower Fields 

Ovid recalled the release of salacious and fertile goats and hares while the crowds gathered to celebrate the Roman festival of spring and rebirth Floralia pelted themselves with vetches each May 1. 

This rite of spring is the rootstalk from which May Day now stems. The workers of the world gather, steel themselves, march on.

What we’re saying is: today is a good day for flowers or the haymarket. It’s a good day to walk with someone or march with someone. It’s a good day for what we will. If you have a bike and a satchel handy, meet us. We’re pedaling to a picnic by the water in the breeze.  

photo by Katie Ann Denis


Paris, France
tobiasrocks:

Arty Graffiti by Ben, in the Parisian Metro

Paris, France

tobiasrocks:

Arty Graffiti by Ben, in the Parisian Metro

Cite Arrow via tobiasrocks

L O V E  is in the air


Dan Cassaro, a man of many talents and long-time Ace collaborator — you might recognize his work in room 617 or remember his gallery show from a few months back — proposed to his scientist extraordinaire and highly adorable girlfriend Niamh at Ace Hotel New York. 

He wrote a song, recorded it, pressed it on vinyl and played it for the occasion — and even though that sounds really unromantic and boring, she still said yes. 
We’re honored to be a (little) part of their story, and wish them all the best in the world. 

Dan Cassaro, a man of many talents and long-time Ace collaborator  you might recognize his work in room 617 or remember his gallery show from a few months back  proposed to his scientist extraordinaire and highly adorable girlfriend Niamh at Ace Hotel New York.

He wrote a song, recorded it, pressed it on vinyl and played it for the occasion  and even though that sounds really unromantic and boring, she still said yes.

We’re honored to be a (little) part of their story, and wish them all the best in the world. 


Ace Hotel New York by Charlie Wright.

Ace Hotel New York by Charlie Wright.


We never forget why we live in New York but it’s always nice to see everybody. Hats off to Humans of New York.


Hey, guess what. We’re on INSTAGRAM — @acehotel.

Hey, guess what. We’re on INSTAGRAM — @acehotel.


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