Anaïs Nin & Anaïs Nin, in furs
Vladimir Nabokov wrote most of his novels on 3” x 5” notecards, keeping blank cards under his pillow for whenever inspiration struck. Seen here: a draft of Lolita.
none of these butterflies exist in reality, they are all of Nabokov’s creation and illustration
She smiled at a man’s great need to build cities when it was so much harder to build relationships, his need to conquer countries when it was so much harder to conquer one heart, to satisfy a child, to create a perfect human life. Man’s need to invent, to circumnavigate space when it is so much harder to overcome space between human beings, man’s need to organize systems of philosophy when it was so much harder to understand one human being, and when the greatest depths of human character lay but half explored.
— Anaïs Nin, The Four-Chambered Heart
Walton Ford, watercolor, gouache, graphite and ink