SAILORDOWN!

More Than My Own Life

2009-05-06T13:02:00.008-04:00

Frida Kahlo to Emmy Lou Packard - October 24, 1940 -

Oh Captain, My Captain

2009-05-06T12:37:00.003-04:00

New York Times (March 25, 1852)

Fall To The Floor

2009-05-06T12:12:00.002-04:00

i dream of coming hometo you and silently, slowlypulling down the strapsof your dress andwatching it fall to the floor

History Of Navigation Aboard The Normandie

2009-05-05T14:32:00.007-04:00

(History of Navigation, 1934 by Jean Dupas)(Detail at Metropolitan Museum of Art, NYC)Jean Dupas's gilded-glass mural once adorned the first class salon of the Normandie. An art deco piece of the highest order, his History of Navigation was produced and installed in 1934 by Charles Champigneulle, and accompanied passengers on regular trips between New York and Le Havre, France between 1935 and

How To: Toggle Release Snare Trap

2009-05-05T13:10:00.002-04:00

Adrift At Tea

2009-04-29T15:15:00.004-04:00

Teacup [Still], 1997 by Dorothy Cross

Woe To Those Who Through Storms Come

2009-04-29T12:51:00.008-04:00

RNLI Gorleston lifeboat station was established near Norfolk, England in 1866 - the same year one of its private launches, Rescuer, capsized killing 13 of its 16-man crew. According to the Beccles & Bungay Weekly News, on January 13, 1866 both the Rescuer and Friend of All Nations set out to respond to a distress call when Rescuer hit a sand bar, lost her rudder and was upturned by a wave,

Artist: Earl Moran

2009-04-27T14:21:00.010-04:00

His dames were a bit more sassy, caged in the clean, soft lines of the 30s and 40s. More of a Norman Rockwell sassy than wayward nudes. Their bodies were streamlined with legs that went all the way up. And those lips, they were as red as a bleeding heart. It was as if Earl Moran's ladies were sifting through the mess of 20th Century sexuality; only later did we realize we were right. Moran was

To You Across The Floor

2009-04-27T14:15:00.000-04:00

Carry That Weight A Long Time

2009-04-27T11:52:00.028-04:00

It adds up. Quick. The weight. The growing list of holes to be filled and hills to climb. And it can break you. It can make you want to just slump over and call it, right then and there. It's never enough. The bills. The broken hearts. The hurt. The nameless, faceless sacrifices. What's the point in a few more yards when you'll just ask yourself for more tomorrow and they'll ask you for more

Chere Petite Soeur

2009-04-27T10:52:00.010-04:00

Chere Petite Soeur, 2002 by Tacita Dean(Details from lobby of MoMA, NYC)

The Only Easy Days Were Yesterdays

2009-04-23T13:05:00.015-04:00

Joseph Campbell said in an interview that 'We are every ancestor we've ever had,' or so I was told by an elder. Perhaps in our world of saturated images and dreams it suggests that the representations of the past share a similar relationship to those of the present, and consequently with us.I find something tranquil in the old Saturday Evening Post covers. Something part pin-up, part elegant and

Three Poems From Shore

2009-04-23T12:40:00.002-04:00

I.the watchful crowfollows as we walkand talk of wormsII.spider defends his mealthe chase by lamplightIII.bending over backwardsthe leaf makes its distancefrom the tree

Simply A Picture

2009-04-23T10:51:00.004-04:00

Paul Bransom to Grace Bond- ca. 1905 -(from the Smithsonian's Archives of American Art)

Naked And Alone We Came Into Exile

2009-04-23T10:15:00.007-04:00

Introduction to Look Homeward, Angel (1929)Thomas Wolfe Dedicated the Book to Aline Bernstein...a stone, a leaf, an unfound door; of a stone, a leaf, a door. And of all the forgotten faces.Naked and alone we came into exile. In her dark womb we did not know our mother's face; from the prison of her flesh have we come into the unspeakable and incommunicable prison of this earth.Which of us has

Sand Pebbles From Some Other Time

2009-04-22T16:46:00.008-04:00

(John Hamilton James, 1882 by Tim Fitch/Sailordown!)

Words From Conversation #1

2009-04-22T16:33:00.002-04:00

I long to be between your legswith my love in your heart

Words From Conversation #2

2009-04-22T16:29:00.006-04:00

with your song bid me closersmash my boat on your rocksshipwreck me there with youforever

How To: Toggle Release Trigger Mechanism

2009-04-22T16:17:00.002-04:00

Kicking off a series of how-to videos for man-trapping, these steps to creating a toggle release trigger mechanism will be used in subsequent videos of similar titling.

Loss Of The Kursk

2009-04-22T15:28:00.012-04:00

It's still widely unknown what destroyed the forward torpedo sections of the Russian submarine Kursk. A collision with an American spy sub. A botched training exercise. But whatever the Kursk hit, she hit it hard enough to spring the triggers in her torpedo room, igniting an explosion recorded nearly a 100 miles away. Out of the 118 crewmen, only 23 survived the initial blast huddling together in

I Want To Bury Myself In You

2009-04-20T10:13:00.001-04:00

Tsarina Alexandra to Tsar Nicholas II of Russia- December 30, 1915 - Off you go again alone and it's with a heavy heart I part from you. No more kisses and tender caresses for ever so long -- I want to bury myself in you, hold you tight in my arms, make you feel the intense love of mine.You are my very life, Sweetheart, and every separation gives such endless heartache...Goodbye my angel, husband

Make A River Of A Road

2009-04-19T12:00:00.005-04:00

Turning River Street Into A River (2007) by Edgar Muller & Manfred Stader

Mystery In A Bottle

2009-04-19T11:42:00.003-04:00

New York Times (December 13, 1896)

What Do We Have To Talk About

2009-04-17T17:21:00.001-04:00

the only conversationbegins with 'I love you' andends with your name

Portrait Of A Lover As A Fighter

2009-04-17T12:53:00.006-04:00

(John Hamilton James, 1918 by Tim Fitch/SailorDown!)

Red Flag After Fight

2009-04-16T12:02:00.005-04:00

New York Times (July 11, 1905)

We Came Together

2009-04-16T11:33:00.001-04:00

i didn't thinki would make itbut she whispered 'i am'and we came together

Dream Of The Fisherman's Wife

2009-04-16T11:12:00.012-04:00

The legend of Tamatori Hime tells of a pearl diver who stole a precious bead protected by the King of the Underworld. The bead had been lost to the sea, intended for the Japanese Emperor -- a gift from his Chinese equivalent. Upon stealing the bead, Tamatori cut herself open in order to hide the bead and swim faster than the pursuing ocean creatures. She made it to shore but died from her wounds

I Strive For Nothing

2009-04-15T16:32:00.002-04:00

i strive for nothingso i am never unfulfilledby my success

Only The Sea Would Promise What Couldn't Be

2009-04-15T16:26:00.005-04:00

(Photo by Tim Fitch)

A Young Sailor's Wanderings

2009-04-15T12:44:00.002-04:00

That's All I Do

2009-04-14T17:33:00.001-04:00

Don't Wake Up Don't Go

2009-04-14T17:19:00.004-04:00

it was easy to forgeti fell asleepwhen you were therebefore and afterthe dream.

Artist: Mel Ramos

2009-04-14T16:21:00.005-04:00

It's pop art for sure. Part honorarium to the commercial advertising landscape of the 60s and part parody of it. Sex sells stuff. And we like it when stuff sells... Cigarettes. Candy bars. Motor oil. Bananas. So why not sell it with pinups that resemble Hollywood starlets? Uma Thurman naked on a package of Lifesavers. Drew Barrymore waist deep in a refreshing glass of Coca-Cola. Nicolette

Wilderness Is Willingness

2009-04-14T14:15:00.002-04:00

when wilderness is willingnesswe will wander awayno longer lost, no longer found

All She Wanted (Variant #2)

2009-04-14T13:38:00.000-04:00

No Future No Hope

2009-04-14T13:17:00.005-04:00

It's been nearly 10 years... We were young. We thought young. We loved young. We lived hard and rebellious and young. And we thought that was the end of it.We all see it different now. Some of us from behind a desk. Some of us from a classroom. Some of us behind bars. But this is what we said when we thought the moment was all we had... No Future. No Hope. (15 considerations) 1. eternity (

All She Wanted (Variant #1)

2009-04-14T12:57:00.000-04:00

Be Morning

2009-04-14T12:49:00.003-04:00

i need not know coldbe morning a brittle empty bedi shall seek youin rushes against the frost

Dedicated To Liberty And Love, Pt. 1

2009-04-13T13:33:00.008-04:00

He was a philosopher, a political economist, a public servant and a member of parliament, but above all he loved her. More than his philosophies. More than notoriety. More than all his bound volumes, many of whom he credits her with collaborating and writing.The following reads John Stuart Mill's dedication in the publication of On Liberty to his wife, Harriet Taylor Mill:

Dedicated To Liberty And Love, Pt. 2

2009-04-13T13:24:00.003-04:00

John Stuart Mill to Harriet Taylor Mill- March 20, 1854 -I am but fit to be one wheel in an engine, not to be the self moving engine itself - a real majestic intellect, not to say moral nature like yours, I can only look up and admire. I shall never be satisfied unless you allow our best book, the book which is to come, to have our two names on the title page. It ought to be so with

You Know I Love You So Baby Please Don't Go

2009-04-07T17:25:00.000-04:00

Nicholas Of Myra: The Patron Saint of Sailors

2009-04-07T14:57:00.019-04:00

Nicholas of Myra. Nicholas the Wonderworker. The son of wealthy parents, legend has it that Nicholas went to study in Alexandria and while returning on one of his sea voyages to Myra, saved the life of a sailor who tumbled from the ship's rigging in a storm. Upon returning to Myra, Nicholas brought the young sailor to church bestowing on him the virtues of God. At the same time, the Bishop of

Un Baiser Dans Le Silence

2009-04-07T10:09:00.004-04:00

like two loverson the parisian subwayi go deaf when we kiss.

On The Way To Where We Go

2009-04-07T09:58:00.004-04:00

"The Meeting Place" by Paul Day(St. Pancras Station, London)

Where He Stands With Her

2009-04-02T10:29:00.012-04:00

Home is anywhere and everywhere. From Long Beach, California to Halifax, Nova Scotia.And when it's time to leave, he waits ironcast and stoic. Alone with the outstretched sea.His duty is but a shadow that casts its deep light on all that he does.And that duty is what he stands for, staring, wondering endlessly a duty to who.But when he holds her the longing breaks through, andwith it the knowing

Artist: Alberto Vargas

2009-04-01T13:04:00.014-04:00

Joaquin Alberto Vargas y Chávez has long been considered the godfather of pinups. Transitioning from more reserved depictions of women in his early WWII-era paintings for Esquire Magazine (many of which would go on to inspire the nose art of American bombers) to idealizations that blended tongue-in-cheek humor with a more sexual demeanor in the soft finish of his early work, perfect for Playboy,

Revolution All Around Me

2009-04-01T11:38:00.005-04:00

Misery Of The Francis H. Leggett

2009-03-31T15:08:00.010-04:00

She left Grays Harbor, WA in 1914 with a belly full of railroad timbers headed on a southern course for San Francisco, and she carried 67 passengers and crew. But some 60 miles southwest of the Columbia River tributary, the Francis H. Leggett caught strong winds and with them, an angry roll of sea. The waves were unprecedented, rising high enough to pitch the steamer wildly in the escalating

Brush It From Your Shoulder

2009-03-31T12:07:00.003-04:00

a full moon and you here.i check my pulse against your stomach.your flesh celestial.it was cosmic and beautifuland i forgot about the skyuntil i saw you brush it from your shoulder.

In An Hour's Time

2009-03-31T11:24:00.001-04:00

Delegate To Them The Duty Of Watching

2009-03-31T10:47:00.004-04:00

Juliette Drouet to Victor Hugo- Sometime in 1835 - If only I were a clever woman, I could describe to you, my gorgeous bird, how you unite in yourself the beauties of form, plumage, and song! I would tell you that you are the greatest marvel of all ages, and I should only be speaking the simple truth. But to put all this into suitable words, my superb one,

Unconditional Surrender

2009-03-31T10:08:00.002-04:00

Some things are just bigger than us,Some times we're bigger than them.

Flavor Went Out When Filters Came In

2009-03-27T16:33:00.003-04:00

We Were Desperate Then

2009-03-27T16:29:00.002-04:00

Corto Maltese

2009-03-27T16:28:00.007-04:00

Hugo Pratt's anti-hero of the 60s -70s, Corto Maltese was the "rogue with a heart of gold". The son of a British sailor and a gypsy Andalusian prostitute, he was born without a fate line and so he carved his own with a razorblade, just as he carved out his own destiny. Yet, despite such an ardent declaration of freedom, Maltese remains "neutral" in most of his adventures, an observer more than a

Guy De Maupassant: The Wreck

2009-03-27T13:10:00.008-04:00

Looking Back Upon The Earth

2009-03-26T17:33:00.002-04:00

where we had stood onthe water looking back uponthe earth is gone now.the movement of our bodieshas withdrawn in footsteps.yet in mid-afternoonthe moon still watches from behind a climbing airplane.

Shelter From The Storm

2009-03-26T14:48:00.004-04:00

We'd get mighty thirsty if we couldn't taste the rain.

So That You Faint And Die

2009-03-26T13:17:00.005-04:00

Gustave Flaubert to Louise Colet-- August 15, 1846 -- I will cover you with love when next I see you,with caresses, with ecstasy.I want to gorge you with all the joys of the flesh,so that you faint and die.I want you to be amazed by me, and to confess toyourself that you had never dreamed of suchtransports...When you are old, I want you to recall those fewhours

Artist: Patrick Nagel

2009-03-26T12:16:00.015-04:00

Patrick Nagel. No one did it like him. The neo-classical lines, the sculpted hair and geisha-white skin. The trademark explosive lipstick shades. He even made the worst sunglasses look good on women, and may even for a split second have been responsible for legitimizing Brigitte Nielsen. He may not be a pinup artist in the classical sense, but if anyone was capable of softening the cocaine lines

The Space You Take

2009-03-26T11:07:00.002-04:00

i hope somedayi live and die by the size ofmy side of the bed.

I Call Your Name But There's No Answer

2009-03-26T11:00:00.001-04:00

Tragedy of the Brig Pocahontas

2009-03-26T10:17:00.009-04:00

The Brig Pocahontas set sail in the late fall of 1839 from Cadiz, Spain on a return trip to Newburyport, MA. Carrying mostly domestic goods, the 12-13 man crew (the manifest was never found) sailed in good time until being engulfed in the second of three tempests to hit the coast of Massachusetts around that Christmas.Thinking it better to drop anchor and wait out the storm, Capt. James G. Cook

How To: Picking Combination Locks

2009-03-24T16:36:00.002-04:00

Steve McQueen: Remembering The Cool

2009-03-24T15:05:00.020-04:00

There are only three actors I think of as cool, and McQueen was top of the heap. The silent cool, where Newman was a charmer and Grant did it with wit. McQueen's acting was more about drawing attention to what was already there than adding to the script -- a twirl of a gun, a whistle, an eyebrow, a smirk and head nod before looking away...And there was a boyish arrogance to McQueen - the sports

Forever And Ever

2009-03-24T13:46:00.006-04:00

Hearts break all over the world the nighta woman says 'yes' to a Lucky Strike.

What Time Must Have Been

2009-03-24T12:16:00.005-04:00

what time must have beenwhen i stepped out from the washrotting wood left bleachedsprig grasses peak through the duneslike waiting children from homessun held beneath thishorizon beyond my reach,the moon-cradled seahow wonder now turns to them.was i too as scared of spring?imprints in moist sandawaken young certainty,so they fight forwardalone i crossed the street togaze at stars from empty

Artist: Phil Noto

2009-03-24T10:35:00.012-04:00

Pin-ups have been around forever. A remedy to the tortured libidos of engine monkeys on land or at sea. And comic illustrator, Phil Noto does it as well as anyone. His soft-wash aesthetic and delicate minimal body features revive the sultry allure of the old mechanic's calendars, but by introducing the repressed sexuality of contemporary comics, his work manages to find a small window into high

Words Our Own Way

2009-03-23T15:10:00.002-04:00

we say the words our own way.hidden within the umbrella is the rain.it is not our language that understands,it is our ability to cradle the sadness.

We Go Forward the Only Way We Can

2009-03-23T15:07:00.003-04:00

SailorDown! Logo

2009-03-23T15:05:00.007-04:00

(illustration by Skye Beach)

Up In the Air

2009-03-23T14:30:00.001-04:00

the wind changes with you.never stops to listenand you feel invisiblewhen you are still.you didn't hear me sayyou are everywhere.

Artist: Eva Lake

2009-03-23T13:05:00.005-04:00

In a 2008 series of photomontages, Portland, OR artist Eva Lake explores the images of Hollywood starlets and the aim of beauty. While perhaps the delivery is a little reticent of 80s power reactions, the collection is a cohesive statement, revitalizing a form that seems dormant in the age of digital imagery and composition. In fact, Lake's body of work shows a real flare for design: Simple.

Please Protect Us

2009-03-23T12:16:00.004-04:00

The Way It Feels Sometimes

2009-03-23T10:11:00.010-04:00

Sometimes this is as close as it gets.

Rescue! Someone...

2009-03-21T16:29:00.003-04:00

Something Like a Fire

2009-03-21T16:05:00.004-04:00

and now we're broken apart,she says with her back turned,the last flame burning outand the oil in her hair.this is where we get together.where we become somethinglike a fire.

How To: Naval League Knots

2009-03-21T15:55:00.003-04:00

Shipwreck

2009-03-20T16:58:00.005-04:00

"Tell all the starlets I'll be back to sign autographs"

To Taste the River

2009-03-20T16:14:00.002-04:00