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Irving Penn for Vogue, December 1997
“You are in love with intelligence, until it frightens you. For your ideas are terrifying and your hearts are faint. Your acts of pity and cruelty are absurd, committed with no calm, as if they were irresistible. Finally, you fear blood more and more. Blood and time.”
— Paul Valéry, Selected Writings
“You are alive, I whisper to myself, therefore something in you listens.”
— Ilya Kaminsky, from ‘Alfonso, in Snow’, Deaf Republic
PALOMA WOOL x CARLOTA GUERRERO
“Do you think you’d want to hold on to the seeds of my love?
You can plant them for when you’re hungry
Water them for when you’re thirsty
And swallow them for when you want to be reminded that you are loved
If seeds aren’t your thing, maybe I can turn my love into a sunbeam?
So that you feel my light whenever you search for warmth
Or perhaps you’d like it catapulted into the sky and made into stars
So they can be the lights that guide you home whenever you look up
My love can be in the waves you impatiently rush to catch on the first day of summer
Or in the echo of your laughter as a reminder that life is beautiful and that you are alive
Even if you want my love contained in a jar which you could use as a bedside lamp
Whatever you choose to do with my wild love for you
Just promise me you’ll take it all away from me
In one slow and painful suction, I want it all gone from the depths of my flesh, my veins and my core
As it has become too big to live only inside of me
For a fire can burn down even the strongest of homes.”
Maryam Nassif
shadows & light
ph. darren ankenman
Matchy matchy, Kelsey McClellan