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run along now, little willow, brittle willow, and do not look back.
The hunt for the Mermaid, 2023 - oil on canvas — Guillermo Lorca (Chilean, b.1984)
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Artwork by Arthur Rackham.
The 6th Examined Life (1989)
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Now Was the Day Departing by Gustave Doré (1890)
New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream
“I will not say: that is because I am a city that does not want to surrender. Beseige me. It is because I am a deep, cool pyramid. Go through me. Pass through all my rooms and know my subterfuge. But you are passing right by the little room that I want to keep closed, and you don’t see it. There is a secret. I myself do not know it, I just know it exists.”
— Hélène Cixous, The Book of Promethea (trans. Betsy Wing)
A Midsummer Night’s Dream (details) — 1870 John Simmons