Una macchia è qui tuttora

[sacredwhores]

Marguerite Duras - Le navire Night (1979)

[niktipolos]

You say you live in pain. Let it be the pain of the death of the old false self, and the life-movement of the new real truthful self. We are all wrapped in silky layers of illusion which we instinctively feel to be necessary to our existence. Often these illusions are harmless, in the sense that we can still go on being reasonably good and reasonably happy. Sometimes, because of a catastrophe, a bereavement or some total loss of self-esteem, our falsehoods become pernicious, and we are forced to choose between some painful recognition of truth and an ever more frenzied manufacturing of lies. Live at peace with despair. Live quietly with your sense of guilt. Sit beside it, as it were, and regard the frightful wound to your self-esteem as the removal of deep illusions which existed before and which this chance has torn. If you keep checking any lie and resisting the anger which deforms the world, you will gradually realise that the poor old wounded self, with its furious whining and its hatred of itself and everything else, is not you at all. That self is dying, but another self is watching it die.

Iris Murdoch

[barcarole]

Hour of the Wolf (Vargtimmen), dir. Ingmar Bergman, 1968.

[maldita-geni]

Hiam Abass, Palestinian actress

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“I don’t believe in passports, yet my blood is Palestinian and this is deeply entangled in my identity. I feel it’s important to depict human stories about Palestinians, Israelis, the war, or the Arab woman in order to widen the sometimes truncated vision the Western world has of us. I don’t define myself as a militant but as an actress compelled by social and political contexts and all kinds of injustice. And by dreams also.”

[barcarole]

Jorge Luis Borges at Palermo, Sicily, 1984. Photos by Ferdinando Scianna.

[invisiblestories]

[sonnywortzik]

Gaston Bachelard, The Poetics of Space

[frozensilkwood]

Visit Original Link

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Harry Partch | Castor and Pollux

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That’s what winter is: an exercise in remembering how to still yourself then how to come pliantly back to life again. An exercise in adapting yourself to whatever frozen or molten state it brings you.

Ali Smith, Winter

[modelsof-color]

Eniola Abioro by Zee Nunes for Vogue Brasil Magazine - April 2019

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HANS HARTUNG

1904-1989

T1966-H10, 1966 

Huile sur toile 61.5 x 38 cm. | 24¼ x 15 in.

[whowearsthetrousers]

Malena Ernman as Ruggiero, Alcina, Zurich 2014

[phantomunmasked]

Malena Ernman, man.  She’s a beast. 

[pipouch]

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Monteverdi : “Se pur destina”, madrigal

Vincenzo Manno (ténor)

Roberto Gini (clavecin)

Enr. 1988 

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Mark Francis   

Frencc, b. 1962    

Vertical Forms (Abacus), 1997    

oil on canvas   59 7/8 x 59 7/8 in. | 152 x 152 cm.

[lucesolare]

Mona Tougaard by Josefine Seifert

[nobrashfestivity]

Readings from the diary of Andrei Tarkovsky

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[garadinervi]

Iannis Xenakis, Étude pour points lumineux diatope, detail, 1975

[oblivion-soave]

Greek singer, songwriter and composer Savina Yannatou.

Ph.: Regina Schmeken