MNEMOPHILIA

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The history of the dream remains to be written, and opening up a perspective on this subject would mean decisively overcoming the superstitious belief in natural necessity by means of historical illumination. Dreaming has a share in history. The statistics on dreaming would stretch beyond the pleasures of the anecdotal landscape into the barrenness of a battlefield. Dreams have started wars, and wars, from the very earliest times, have determined the propriety and impropriety - indeed, the range - of dreams.

Walter Benjamin, “Dream Kitsch: Gloss on Surrealism” (c. 1925)

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Letizia Le Fur, untitled, 2018

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“Let me begin by telling you that I was in love. An ordinary statement, to be sure, but not an ordinary fact, for so few of us learn that love is tenderness, and tenderness is not, as a fair proportion suspect, pity; and still fewer know that happiness in love is not the absolute focusing of all emotion in another: one has to love a good many things which the beloved must come only to symbolize; the true beloveds in this world are in their lover’s eye–lilac opening, ship lights, school bells, a landscape, remembered conversations, friends, a child’s Sunday, lost voices, one’s favorite suit, Autumn and all seasons, memory, yes, it being the earth and water of existence, memory.”

— Truman Capote, from Other Voices, Other Rooms, (Random House, 1948)

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Southern French Landscape  -  Pierre-Auguste Renoir , 1888.

French,   1881 - 1882,

Oil on canvas, 54 x 65.4 cm.

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Jumy-M Water Surface / みなも #7

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Masakazu Yamagishi

Map 16

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“Sometimes dreams move with such vivid symbolic intensity, with such glorious surprise and symmetry, they read like poems.”

— Dana Levin, from “Some Notes on Poetry: Divination, reverie, dream,” The American Poetry Review (vol. 52, no. 2, March/April 2023)

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Book of the country and the garden. 1903. Cover detail.

Internet Archive

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Iro Agoratsiou

2022

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“Meet me where everything is more than it seems. Meet me at the uncanny intersection of the ordinary world, where the mountain sings the music of rivers, where one dandelion seed unfurls a feathered umbrella and takes flight in the wind.”

— Amy Sage Webb-Baza, from “Meet Me,” MockingHeart Review (vol. 7, no. 1, 2022)

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She would not shed a tear, she would not waste the rest of her years simmering in the maggot broth of memory, she would not bury herself alive inside these four walls to sew her shroud, as native widows were expected to do.

Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

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It’s too easy, you see, to get trapped in the past. The past is very seductive. People always talk about the mists of time, you know, but really it’s the present that’s in a mist, uncertain. The past is quite clear, and warm, and comforting. That’s why people often get stuck there.

Susanna Kearsley, Mariana (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)

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andantegrazioso

Whitby | theslowtraveler

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dreaming of Fiji. 

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Via @nemfrog

“Jupiter and its four satellites.” The heavens. 1867. Jupiter’s known moons now number 79. 

[punlovsin]

We all have forests in our minds. Forests unexplored, unending. Each one of us gets lost in the forest, every night, alone.

 Ursula K. Le Guin (via punlovsin)