The photographs of N.P. Thompson

interiors

in the red

Fuck Trump. Fuck the mango-wigged, Russian asset pussy cry baby & his fucking enablers, the Senate Republi-cunts.

Defending democracy is patriotic.


the next voice you hear

Originally posted February 24, 2011


lose yourself in penury

Originally posted May 18, 2009


light in the dark

an ending…


lace and shadow


Lamar Penthouse


just we two


patterns


Bergdorf solo

See also: https://npthompson.wordpress.com/2012/11/28/bergdorf-window/


the last row


Mary Brown’s china

“…sometimes the law does not do what it should, and something being legal does not make it right.” — Stacey Abrams

The late Mary Brown was a close relative whom I scarcely knew: my grandfather’s sister. A country girl who married into money, she was a Southern grande dame, as extravagant as she was aloof.

She died from cancer (the treatments, not the disease) when I was in my early teens. Despite geographical proximity, I only saw Mary a couple of times in the single digits of my youth, and unlike other doting aunts and vying uncles, eager to be endearing, who courted me with candy bars and bakery treats, she never zeroed in on my presence. (Perhaps she disapproved of my mother’s status as a divorced woman, although Mrs. Brown had, seemingly, no qualms about her only daughter being married off to an eminently presentable gangster. That’s how things were in the Deep South back then.)

2 or 3 things I remember about her: (more…)


Place on Broad


violin lessons


walk-in closet – an epic

Circa Spring ’17.

See also: npthompson.wordpress.com/2013/12/18/furniture-of-mr-thompsons-mind-circa-1997


afternoon rise


vase in the elevator


lamps & leaves


blue chan variation

blue-chan-variation

Originally posted December 31, 2010


South Broadway

#impeachtrump


Christmas at Tiffany

Christmas at Tiffany

Originally posted December 25, 2009


a hotel for Christmas

a-hotel-for-christmas


dialing M


something I dreamed last night

permanent collection


getting somewhere

getting somewhere