Ruptures

anarchy - literature - art

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Unlike liberal worldviews, the Russian anarchist [Mikhail Bakunin] conceives freedom as a social fact, inseparable from equality. Individual freedom can only be realised through collective freedom, since human beings are the product of solidarity and socialisation, rather than isolated atoms existing prior to a social contract. This perspective allows us to overcome both methodological individualism and structuralist determinism, recognising that, while naturally and socially conditioned, rational will and human agency possess a genuine and conscious transformative potential.

Felipe Corrêa

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"Reality writhes, there is a limit to how much of it there is in the world. It coagulates, then there is something. But the image travels protected, always, and such speed."

Umbra, Rastko Novaković

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Nude in profile towards the right, 1898, Kode Art Museums, Bergen, Norway - by Edvard Munch (1863 – 1944), Norwegian

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"She released her hands, placed them on his head and seized his hair with all ten fingers. Slowly she handled and twisted his unresponsive hair ... She drew herself up, quite straight. Her lips curled in triumph. Her eyes, so wide and shining that they looked almost white, showed only the pitiless torpor of one sated with victory. A hawk clawing at a bird caught in its talons sometimes has this look in its eyes."

Spring Torrents, Ivan Turgenev

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"She did not say a word, and did not look round; she moved forward imperiously, and he followed, obedient and submissive, drained of every spark of will and with his heart in his mouth. A few drops of rain began to fall."

Spring Torrents, Ivan Turgenev

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Gwen John: I cannot imagine why my vision will have some value in the world. And yet I know it will.

Self-Portrait, 1902, by Gwen John

Gwendolen Mary John (22 June 1876 – 18 September 1939) was a Welsh artist who worked in France for most of her career. Her paintings, mainly portraits of anonymous female sitters, are rendered in a range of closely related tones. Although in her lifetime, John's work was overshadowed by that of her brother and her mentor and lover Auguste Rodin, awareness and esteem for John's artistic contributions has grown considerably since her death. Via Wikipedia

Top left: The Student, 1903, oil on canvas, gift from Charles Lambert Rutherston, 1925

Top right: La Chambre sur la Cour, between 1907 and 1908, Oil on canvas, Yale Center for British Art, Paul Mellon Collection

Bottom left: Dorelia by Lamplight, at Toulouse (1903-04). Oil on canvas.

Bottom right: Woman Dressing, c 1907. Photograph: Bernie C Staggers/Yale Center for British Art/Paul Mellon Collection via Gwen John, The Student, 1903, oil on canvas, gift from Charles Lambert Rutherston, 1925

Artworks 2-5 Via National Gallery of Art (UK)

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Gwen John Girl with Bare Shoulders 1909

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"There are great delights hidden in the uneventful, still and placid stream of life, and he abandoned himself to them with rapture - demanding nothing specific of this day and neither thinking of the morrow nor recalling yesterday."

Spring Torrents, Ivan Turgenev

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Manifestación, Pedro Nel Gómez

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Still, we have the same solitude, the same journeys and searching, and the same favorite turns in the labyrinth of literature and history.

Boris Pasternak, from a letter to Marina Tsvetaeva

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"My soul is peaceful and full of confidence in the life that you will have as a reward for your sorrows, if you examine and endure them with loyalty and courage."

Rafael Barrett, in a letter written on his deathbed to his partner.

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Men are at the same time villains and saints; their acts are at once beautiful and despicable. We love and we hate at the same time. There is none of that precise division between good and bad to which we are used. Often those for whom we feel most affection are the greatest criminals, and the most abject sinners move us to the strongest admiration as well as love.

Virginia Woolf about the novels of Fyodor Dostoevsky

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— Manuel Bandeira, from “This Earth, That Sky.”