Josh Safdie’s Marty Supreme nominated for 9 Academy Awards tonight, including Best Picture, Best Director, Best Actor (Timothée Chalamet), Best Original Screenplay, Cinematography, Film Editing, Casting, Costume Design and Production Design. Let’s gooooo !!!
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Sophie Calle is a French conceptual artist known for turning real life into narrative - often using surveillance, chance encounters, and strangers as the starting point for her work. In 1979 she created Suite Vénitienne, after meeting a man briefly in Paris and learning he was traveling to Venice. She followed him there and spent nearly two weeks documenting his movements through the city with photographs and diary-like notes, transforming the simple act of watching someone into a piece about obsession, observation, and storytelling.
Old Céline takes that gesture as a point of departure - an echo of the idea that a camera can turn following, looking, and drifting through a city into narrative. Featuring Mary Ann Hannon, @camilladeterre , @ianlawtonking . Styling by @briesarawelch . Music by Big Blood. Edited and color graded by @jjrisko . Produced by @naff.magazine . Directed by @adrianmesko Featuring @prada , @khaite , @celine , @therow , and @chloe #prada #khaite #celine #oldceline #chloé
I once heard a conversation between Patti Smith and Alec Baldwin on NPR’s ‘Here’s The Thing’ where she spoke about how she never planned on having children.
Then she fell in love with Fred “Sonic” Smith, left New York, moved to Michigan, and built a life with him. They had two children. And she was clear about it — motherhood is a full-time job. There’s no romantic myth about it. It consumes the day.
So she faced a hard truth: if she wanted to keep writing, no one was going to hand her the time. She would have to carve it out of the same 24 hours everyone else gets.
Her solution was simple. Wake before the world. Around 4 or 5am. While the house was still asleep, those hours belonged to her. Silence. A desk. A page.
She has said that the ritual didn’t just create time - it created discipline. The kind that pushes you past scattered poems and into sustained work. The kind that eventually led her to write ‘Just Kids’, keeping a promise she had made years earlier to Robert Mapplethorpe.
What stays with me isn’t the romance of the story. It’s the intelligence of it.
She couldn’t control the demands of motherhood. She couldn’t control the limits of the day. But she identified the one thing she could control, when she woke up.
That’s discipline.
Not grand gestures.
Just choosing the lever you can move — and pulling it, every single day.
@thisispattismith at the @chanelofficial NYFW for @russhmagazine
I rarely get FOMO, but New York snow days really get me.
Those mornings when you pull back the blinds and the city is just white—pure joy. I’d trip over myself pulling on long johns, stuffing cameras under my jacket, and head straight to Central Park, hoping to catch it before the first footsteps broke the surface.
Dirty streets veiled in white. The constant noise of the city muffled by fresh powder, taxis carefully laying the first tracks on 7th street.
When the cold crept in, I’d duck into The MET for a few hours, or warm up at the Boathouse with a hot toddy. By early afternoon, the hill beside the Met was chaos-kids flying down on toboggans, parents at the bottom desperately trying to stop them from slamming into trees.
Pure chaos. Pure magic.
