#Cory richards

[henk-heijmans]

A lone polar bear is seen at the water's edge on Rudolph Island, part of the Franz Josef Land archipelago, 2019 - by Cory Richards (1981), American

[dk-thrive]

There are a finite number of times we get to do anything and after the first time it’s a count. We only get to look at the sky so many times in a life. There are a finite number of rainstorms and seasons that we’ll witness, and the number seems so big until it doesn’t. We never know when will be the last time we taste something or see someone or do anything at all. And for all the money in the world, time is not for sale no matter what the doctors say when we beg for more of it toward the end, finally seeing that we forgot to count the raindrops.

— Cory Richards, The Color of Everything: A Journey to Quiet the Chaos Within (Random House, July 9, 2024)

[yogadaily]

(via 6 Yoga Poses for Rock Climbers: Build Core + Back Strength   || Curated with love by yogadaily) 

[super-alpine]

Cory Richards and Vacheron Constantin

Cory Richards /// Overseas Limited Edition Everest

[tampire]

This gifset slaps!

[leeeeeeef]

and on we worked, and waited for the light,

and went without the meat, and cursed the bread;

[theactioneer]

Ballistic (Kim Bass, 1995)

[apoemaday]

Richard Cory

by Edwin Arlington Robinson

Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim.

And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich — yes, richer than a king — And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place.

So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head.

[dabiconcordia]

Richard Cory

Whenever Richard Cory went down town, We people on the pavement looked at him: He was a gentleman from sole to crown, Clean favored, and imperially slim. And he was always quietly arrayed, And he was always human when he talked; But still he fluttered pulses when he said, "Good-morning," and he glittered when he walked.

And he was rich—yes, richer than a king— And admirably schooled in every grace: In fine, we thought that he was everything To make us wish that we were in his place. So on we worked, and waited for the light, And went without the meat, and cursed the bread; And Richard Cory, one calm summer night, Went home and put a bullet through his head. By Edwin Arlington Robinson

[railroad-spike]

ɢᴏᴛʜᴀᴍ ⁵ˣ¹⁰

[meep-meep-richie]

i need this show back in my life like right now

[dk-thrive]

More and more, my heart guides the ship.

— Cory Richards, The Color of Everything: A Journey to Quiet the Chaos Within (Random House, July 9, 2024)

[bluesrocknrollingstones]

recent photos I found by Gered Mankowitz , I can't wait to see more by Gered!

[sy5starplaty]

Fred: I'm gonna make something clear. I have an easy fall guy when all this goes to shit. Cory: Oh, we're talking about me, right?

[wwprice1]

Amazing art from Aliens vs. Avengers #1!

[garadinervi]

Richard Kostelanetz, Indivisibles (From Numbers One Portfolio), [from a suite of six silkscreened works produced for Cory Gallery], (silkscreen print), 1974, Edition of 150 signed and numbered copies [Picture Room, Brooklyn, NY. © Richard Kostelanetz]