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Cy Twombly: Untitled (1961)

All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person's (or thing's) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time's relentless melt.

Susan Sontag, On Photography (originally published in 1977)

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Safwan Dahoul aka صفوان دحول (Syrian, b. 1961, Hama, Syria, based Dubai, United Arab Emirates (UAE) - Dream 152, 2017 from Still Dreaming exhibition, Paintings: Acrylic on Canvas

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“A cold wind blew somewhere in me, lifting little leaves of terror and obscure longing.”

— Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye, 1970

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In the Mood for Love, Wong Kar-wai, 2000. (photography by Wing Shya)

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“When I’m writing, I feel again what is apparently the only paradoxical certainty: that what gets in the way of writing is having to use words.”

— Clarice Lispector, Too Much of Life

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Zhiyong Jing - Bygone Days, 2025

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I wear perfume to intensify who I am. That's why I can't use fragrances that go against me. Wearing perfume is an instinctive wisdom. Perfume is an art. And like all art, it requires some self-knowledge.

Clarice Lispector

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The Sopranos S01E01

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The little head

Karolina Jabłońska

Oil on wood panel, 2025

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“The world's continual breathing is what we hear and call silence.”

Clarice Lispector “The Passion According to G.H.”

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But good God, what's wrong with me, after all? What am I missing? Why this emptiness, this nostalgia? What is this anxiety, as if I only loved something I didn't know?

Clarice Lispector, from a letter to Fernando Sabino featured in Why This World: A Biography of Clarice Lispector