roses and more

Photography by Tony Hill and Lili Weiss Hill

Photography by Lili Weiss Hill

Everything is perfect on the street again, the world is permeated with roses of happiness all the time, but none of us know it. The happiness consists in realizing that it is all a great strange dream.

Jack Kerouac, Lonesome Traveler

Photography by Lili Weiss Hill

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I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.

—Frida Kahlo

Photography by Tony Hill and Lili Weiss Hill

Photography by Francesca Woodman

Photography by Tony Hill and Lili Weiss Hill

Photography by Lili Weiss Hill

Many a flower have I seen blossom,
Many a bird for me will sing.
Never heard I so sweet a singer,
Never saw I so fair a thing.
She is a bird, a bird that blossoms,
She is a flower, a flower that sings;
And I a flower when I behold her,
And when I hear her, I have wings.

Mary E. Coleridge

Photography by Lili Weiss Hill and Tony Hill

Photography by Lili Weiss Hill