Some are Born to sweet delight, Some are Born to Endless Night

Still no signs of re-opening of London Fields Lido.

“There are and have been and will be an infinite number of things on earth. Individuals all different, all wanting different things, all knowing different things, all loving different things. Everything that has been on earth has been different from my other thing. That is what I love, the differences, the uniqueness off all thing and importance of life… I see something that seems wonderful, I see the divineness in ordinary things.” A photograph is a secret about a secret, the more it tells you the less you know. Une photgraphie est un secret sur un secret. Plus elle vous en dit, moins vous en savez. ‘They are the proof that something was there and no longer is. Like a stain. And the stillness of them is boggling. You can turn away but when you come back they’ll still be there looking at you.’ - Arbus Soc.

And a thing is not seen because it is visible, but conversely, visible because it is seen, nor is a thing led because it is in the state of being led, or carried because it is in the state of being carried, but the converse of this. Euthyphro (The work of Plato)

As William Blake once wrote:

Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet delight.
Some are Born to sweet delight,
Some are Born to Endless Night.