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Odile Robinot
Robert Wun Haute Couture Fall/Wint 2024
Active life without any contemplative dimension is incapable of friendly gentleness. It finds expression in accelerated production and destruction. It uses up time. Even in the time of leisure, which is still subject to the compulsion of labour, the relationship with time is no different. Things are destroyed and time is killed. Contemplative lingering gives time. It widens that being that is more than being-active. When life regains its capacity for contemplation, it gains in time and space, in duration and vastness. If all contemplative elements are driven out of life, it ends in a deadly hyper-activity. The human being suffocates among its own doings. What is necessary is a revitalization of the vita contemplativa, because it opens up spaces for breathing. Perhaps the mind itself owes its emergence to an excess of time, an otium, eve to a slowness of breath. Byung-Chul Han. The Scent of Time: A Philosophical Essay on the Art of Lingering. Cambridge: Polity Press, 2017.
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Spent a day at Harold Washington library in Chicago with my brother and Junko. The library was 9 stories… I would have spent all day there if I could.
Some sweet first moments I’ll cherish forever.
A homemade cupcake someone brought to the show, handmade jewelry, first time spending my birthday on stage and a hand written card by a very sweet fan. <333
I spent my birthday performing in Toronto and had a lovely dinner at an Italian restaraunt a block away from the venue with Brian and my friend Habón. Then Brian and I spent the rest of the night watching old re runs of botched on local Canadian tv.
So many firsts to remember <3
Don’t know what I would have done without Brian. Best guitar player, person, friend to travel with.
I also really enjoyed getting to know Mormor and his band. If haven’t checked out his music yet, please do.
Got to spend a little time in chicago to rehearse before tour. My favorite part about this was visiting my favorite person, my little brother and his house of four cats. I didn’t know how much I loved cats until recently, but it felt like the warmest welcome.
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