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from Afterword, Masahisa Fukase

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— I’m in pain all the time. — Where? — Inside. I can’t explain it.

Clarice Lispector,  The Hour Of The Star  (via wordsnquotes)

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Cool Memories, Baudrillard.

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from an ongoing series Two Dogs.

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Vanessa Winship, She Dances on Jackson

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Josef Sudek’s photograph of Prague at night (via here)

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Liverpool.

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Baudrillard, Cool Memories.

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Baudrillard, Cool Memories

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#2524, Todd Hido

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Iris Keating. 20/08/16

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Francesc Gali’s Tramontana (via here)

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Death has an extreme and definite relation to me and my body and is grounded in me, but it also has no relation to me at all–it is incorporeal and infinitive, impersonal, grounded only in itself.

Gilles Deleuze, The Logic of Sense  (via poeticsofdeath)

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Another of Natalie from our walk last week. Our girl is due today.

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Went for a walk with @keatingnatalie She finally let me do a portrait of her.