Sandra Cisneros, from "Tea Dance, Provincetown, 1982", Woman Without Shame
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Jules of Nature

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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

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Sandra Cisneros, from "Tea Dance, Provincetown, 1982", Woman Without Shame
Ben Crawford (Irish, b. 1983), Stolen Kisses, 2021. Oil, acrylic, oil stick and charcoal on linen, 153 x 153 cm
“𝐼, 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑟, 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑛𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑𝑠.”
—Susan Sontag
Matriarch Eats, Marco Argüello
©Ruth Bernhard, The Eternal Body, 1946-75
“I went into a café and lit a cigarette; and it came to me that I had no need of anyone to help me to live.”
— Simone de Beauvoir, from When Things Of The Spirit Come First: Five Early Tales
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"Male fantasies, male fantasies, is everything run by male fantasies? Up on a pedestal or down on your knees, it’s all a male fantasy: that you’re strong enough to take what they dish out, or else too weak to do anything about it. Even pretending you aren’t catering to male fantasies is a male fantasy: pretending you’re unseen, pretending you have a life of your own, that you can wash your feet and comb your hair unconscious of the ever-present watcher peering through the keyhole, peering through the keyhole in your own head, if nowhere else. You are a woman with a man inside watching a woman. You are your own voyeur.”
– Margaret Atwood, The Robber Bride
“…the cuckooing cacophony, Of a broken mechanism: This mockery of a heart.”
— Fatima Lim-Wilson, from “Séance with Salvacion Consuelo” (via soracities)
“Desire is no light thing.”
— Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red
Olaf Rude (Danish, 1886-1957), Interior with girl and oranges, 1929. Oil on canvas, 91 x 81 cm.