Heart-Shaped Bruise, NYC (1980)
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Heart-Shaped Bruise, NYC (1980)
© Nan Goldin
You know yourself better than anyone else does.
Lisetta Carmi
Gael Lambiotte & Igone de Jongh, Dutch National Ballet 2005
SILUETA' Series, Ana Mendieta
“Nature & Technology” by morganetenoux ◆ Same circles, different purposes
In the hushed silence of the Pyrenees, this forgotten phone booth whispers tales from a bygone era. Its weathered façade stands as an abstract sculpture, inviting contemplation and conversation.
Taconic Sculpture Park (Spencertown, NY)
Moon, Jupiter, and Venus Conjunction
La Belle Noiseuse (Jacques Rivette, 1991)
Bolesław Biegas (Polish, 1877–1954)
A.F. Vandevorst installation for Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011
“A girl sleeping in a hospital bed in her A.F. Vandevorst dress. But here, the girl as well as the mattress and pillow are made out of candle wax. Once lit, what starts as a perfect image will slowly melt and perish during the biennale.”
Raymond Carver
Agnès Varda, Self-portrait as an Angel
The older I get, the more I find that you can only live with beings who liberate you, who love you with an affection that is as light to bear as it is strong to feel. Life today is too hard, too bitter, too debilitating for us to suffer new bondages, new captivities from those whom we love. This is how I am your friend: I love your happiness, your freedom, your adventure, in a word - and I would like to be, for you, a companion you can be sure of, always.”
— Albert Camus, (to René Char, 1957) in "Camus-Char: Correspondence 1946-1959) (Gallimard, 2007) (via Alive on All Channels)