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𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛, 𝟷𝟿𝟹𝟸 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚒̈𝚜 𝙽𝚒𝚗 𝟷𝟿𝟶𝟹-𝟷𝟿𝟽𝟽
The House, Warsan Shire
“I lay and cried, and began to feel again, to admit I was human, vulnerable, sensitive. I began to remember how it had been before; how there was that germ of positive creativeness. Character is fate; and damn, I’d better work on my character. I had been withdrawing into a retreat of numbness: it is so much safer not to feel, not to let the world touch one. But my honest self revolted at this, hated me for doing this.”
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Mark Rothko in his 69th street studio with unfinished entrance wall panel for the chapel, 1964
Photograph by Hans Namuth, © Hans Namuth,center for creative photography, University of Arizona
artwork © Kate Rothko Prizel & Christopher Rothko / Artists Rights Society
While I wish I had a higher resolution scan of this, it’s nice to see it uncropped for a change.
“All sins are attempts to fill voids.”
—Simone Weil
The world is the closed door. It is a barrier. And at the same time it is the way through.
Simone Weil
by Miyako Ishiuchi / 石内都 From the book: Apartment / アパートメント (1977–78)
Negar la muerte. Temer la agonía. Ignorar el peor espanto: las crueles escaras del abandono.
Manuel Villena
Ph: Miyako Ishiuchi, One Days
lauren semivan
― Virginia Woolf, A Passionate Apprentice: The Early Journals, 1897-1909
[text ID: I belong to quick, futile moments of intense feeling. Yes, I belong to moments. Not to people.]
“A people that no longer can believe anything cannot make up its mind. It is deprived not only of its capacity to act but also of its capacity to think and to judge. And with such a people you can then do what you please.”
— Hannah Arendt, “Interview with Roger Errera”, The New York Review of Books (26 October 1978)
AN UNKIND FOLLOWING
Jean Cocteau Addresses the Year 2000 (Jean Cocteau, 1962)
Victor Meeussen