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I love Leonard Cohen on the coldest of winter nights when the world has forsaken me and is past all hope. I love Leonard Cohen when the snow is swirling outside my window taunting me with its cruelty. I love Leonard Cohen when there's nothing left, really, or at least the world is just too large for what is left to actually mean anything.
"I've seen the future brother. It is murder. Things are going to slide in all directions..won't be nothing you can measure anymore. The blizzard of the world has crossed the threshold and it's overturned the order of the soul.
When they said repent, I wonder what they meant."
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Just after Christmas I visited the beach in Chapel near Skegness. It was a beautiful bright day, the beach was sandy and quiet.
This is where my grandparents lived before I lost my Grandad, Barrie, over 12 years ago. He & I used to comb these beaches for hours. I haven't been back there since until this day.
Canon AE-1, Kodak Portra 400
Leonard Cohen was the reason why I flew to Coachella this year...I've
been a fan of his for many years now, listening to his soothing voice
whilst traveling across the country on the Amtrak train. I've read his
novels and even dreamed of him several times.
I know I'm prone to melodrama but I feel I almost died this day. It's
strange because I had been praying for the two weeks before that Leonard
Cohen wouldn't die before I'd have a chance to photograph him (that
might sound selfish? Sorry, I'm honest.)
I was sick before I left and the plane ride on Thursday night was
rough...so much turbulence and why does it always seem to get worse when
you get up to go to the bathroom? I didn't get much sleep on Thursday
night, the night before Coachella. I was staying with a friend in San
Diego and I got up early on Friday morning and played with the two very
affectionate cats of the house because I couldn't breathe every time I
laid down. I had a panic attack in the middle of the night that lasted
about thirty minutes. I felt like I was drowning in air.
We started out from San Diego to Coachella early in the morning and
within ten minutes, I felt something pop within my inner ear and from
then on, all my Autonomic Nervous System functions were a complete fail.
had NO control over my body temperature, nausea, erm bathroom
related functions. Luckily, I was not driving and my friend is a very
good one. He ended up having to pull over at virtually every rest stop.
The pressure in my head kept getting worse and worse. I felt so weak
and faint. I called my parents and the recommended going to the hospital but I didn't want to miss Leonard.
At one point, my friend pulled into the parking lot of a taco place
so I could use the bathroom. I got out and couldn't make it to the
restroom. I just laid in the parking lot and asked people not to move
me when they asked if they should call 911.
When I finally had the strength to make it into the taco place, I went
into the men's bathroom (the women's was closed) and locked the door and
laid on the floor sobbing my eyes out. I didn't think it was possible
that I would get to the festival...Leonard Cohen was in six hours. I
didn't seem to have the strength to stand literally. I felt if I lost
consciousness, I'd end up in a coma or pass on. I still feel now I've
never been closer to death.
I ended up making a deal with God that Friday that I would become more
religious and go back to church...which I know must sound awfully
strange seeing as how Leonard Cohen is Jewish and all but I was completely
desperate. (Note: if anyone knows of any cool indie rock churches in
Chicago, send me an email. I may try Epiphany just because I've been to
so many rock shows there.)
I got a really dirty look by the time I left that men's room in the taco
joint. My good friend that was driving encouraged me to just lay down
in the back while he drove through the mountains to Indio. When we got
there, I took a very long bath and meditated then lay down on the bed.
I missed so many great bands on Friday because I was so weak and the
entire weekend I was more miserable than I have been in my life. The
pressure in my head just grew and grew and by the time I got back to
Chicago, I was a mess. I ended up going to the emergency room on the
following Wed. when my regular Dr. office was closed and then started
the antibiotics, nasal steroids, and NaCl circulatory pumping to flush
out my sinuses from the infection.
I know you don't all need to hear this story of my collapse but I think
sometimes when you look at a photo, even if you like the photo, you have
no idea how the person got there. Six hours before this photo was
taken, I still feel that I may have been on the verge of death somehow
but I'm the most stubborn and determined person I know. All I could
think of in that locked men's bathroom was Leonard Cohen. There was
nothing else in the world but that.
Just remember...there is a crack in everything. That's how the light
gets in.
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Ayer asistí al concierto que dio Leonard Cohen en Madrid y no encuentro palabras para explicar las sensaciones que sentí. El concierto fue un derroche de buena música, elegancia en la interpretación, exquisitez en los músicos y coro que lo acompañaban, fueron 4 horas seguidas de arte con mayúsculas, entrega y respeto. Siente con alma cada una de las canciones que interpreta, que por otro lado son pura poesía. En fin que lo disfruté muchísimo. Para quitarse el sombrero.
Las fotos no tienen nada de calidad, están hechas con el móvil y de la pantalla, no me dejaron entrar con mi cámara y es todo lo que pude hacer, pero aún así quiero tenerlas en mi galería por lo que representan para mi.
your songs and lyrics will live forever...the cover of my first lp (vinyl) from 1971...
especially this one:
Got that REM song in my head from somewhere. "dumdedumdeumdeumdeLEONARDBERNSTEIN!" And those are so the lyrics. Or what Michael Stipe should've written.
Also, one of my recent daisy shots was featured in Bacon Lettuce Photo yesterday who kindly gave me the opportunity to waffle endlessly about it. Thank to them for that. It's a great blog, too.
56 Leonard Street condominiums.
Architects: Herzog & de Meuron
Build: 2016
Height: 821 ft / 250 m
Location: Tribeca, New York City
This newly inaugurated 11,000 square foot mural on Crescent St. was probably the most photographed subject of the last 7 days in Montreal, a city loaded with photographic attractions, as it commemorates the life of its son Leonard Cohen, who died November 7, 2016.
A major memorial tribute concert with an unusually varied group of performers was held on November 6 at the Bell Centre.
montrealgazette.com/entertainment/local-arts/the-cohen-co...
The Montreal Musée d'art contemporain opened an exhibit on Cohen's legacy on November 9.
www.cbc.ca/news/canada/montreal/leonard-cohen-a-crack-in-...
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56 Leonard Street (known colloquially as Jenga Tower) is an 821 ft-tall (250 m), 57-story skyscraper. Completed in 2017, the building was designed by the Swiss architecture firm Herzog & de Meuron, which describes the building as "houses stacked in the sky." It is the tallest structure in Tribeca.
TriBeCa, now commonly called Tribeca, is a neighborhood in Lower Manhattan. The name is a portmanteau of "Triangle Below Canal Street". The district is bounded by the World Trade Center to the south, SoHo to the north, and the Lower East Side to the east.
TriBeCa was originally an industrial area with many warehouses. In the 1960s, after a period of neglect, many artists took up residence in the attics of the abandoned warehouses. It became a vibrant neighborhood again, with many warehouses converted into apartments, and new businesses set up shop. It is now one of the most desirable neighborhoods in New York.
L'exécution de la peinture gagne toute sa noblesse à sembler ne pas avoir été faite par la main de l'homme, à sembler, telles les images miraculeuses du Christ, proprement divines. Tel pourrait être le but intime de cette conquête de l'ombre à laquelle Léonard consacre la part la plus personnelle de sa peinture : dans les profondeurs que suscite l'opacité dématérialisante du sfumato, obtenir qu'affleure un mystère, psychique pour Mona Lisa, mystique pour Saint Jean Baptiste.
at home in Iowa
I met Leonard when I saw some interesting old vehicles parked in his yard. Knocking on his door he invited me into his home. There I spent an hour or more listening to Leonard relate stories about his life.
I found out in June 2008 that Leonard passed away just a few weeks after I took this photo of him. I am thankful that I met him, and was able to spend some time with him. And I am thankful that I can introduce him to you.
The only light used was the ceiling light and the natural light which came through the window.
#1 of 100 Strangers www.100strangers.com/
(This was the first photo that I took that spurred me on to meeting and picturing other people I did not know previously)
Beskrivelse / Description: Plakat / poster.
Dato / Date: ca. 1897-1915
Trykkeri / Printing House: Arendals Bogtrykkeri
Eier / Owner Institution: Nasjonalbiblioteket / National Library of Norway
Lenke / Link: www.nb.no
Bildesignatur / Image Number: no-nb_plktr_04289
4 CIG 7371 runs into St Leonards Warrior Square station with the 10:20 Ore to Victoria. Having just run through the 788 yard long Hastings tunnel which was permanently full of diesel fumes due to the constant presence of Hastings diesel units, you can however just see the light at the other end. 30 December 1978.
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Song "hey that is no way to say goodbye" ( very well known )