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zu/hause
Jan Willem van Welzenis, 2015
Oil, soft pastel on paper, 25" x 19"/ 64 x 48 cm
“I used to consider absence a lack. And I ignorantly regretted that lack. Today I have nothing to regret. There is no lack in absence. Absence is a presence in me. And I feel it, a perfect whiteness, so close and cozy in my arms that I laugh, dance, and invent glad exclamations, since absence, this embodied absence, can’t be taken away from me.”
Carlos Drummond de Andrade, tr. by Mark Strand, from “Absence,”
“Charm me. Furiously. Torment me. In detail.”
— Hermann Hesse, from Crisis: Pages from a Diary; “The Seducer,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
“…there are moments when I am almost frightened at the way you have invaded me […] I feel strangely exposed to you. Sometimes I seem to stand aside and marvel at your way of touching me here, now there.”
— Anaïs Nin in a letter to Henry Miller, August 4, 1932, A Literate Passion. (via parisi0n)
“Oh we’re a mess, poor humans, poor flesh—hybrids of angels and animals, dolls with diamonds stuffed inside them We’ve been to the moon and we’re still fighting over Jerusalem. Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper.”
— Richard Siken, Black Telephone (via briqou)
앞에 / Both sides now I
by Stanley Kubrick
I ran and I ran through the 2 a.m. streets.
It was my way of breaking free. I was anything but history. I was the wind.
— Joy Harjo, from “Running,” published in The New Yorker
REHEARSAL by GERARDO VIZMANOS
Sample cards from Brian Eno and Peter Schmidt’s ‘Oblique Strategies’, first published in 1975.
by donald christie for i-D 1997
Film Still for Sympathy for Mr. Vengeance aka 복수는 나의 것 aka Boksuneun Naui Geot. It is the first installment of director Park Chan-wook’s The Vengeance Trilogy.
“I’m imaginary / make-believe beyond belief; / so fictitious that it hurts.”
— Wislwawa Szymborska, from Selected Poems; “Over Wine,”
So Is This (Dir. Michael Snow, 1982). Source