St. Jerome and St. Catherine of Alexandria (detail) by Anonymous (c. 1480-1490)
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St. Jerome and St. Catherine of Alexandria (detail) by Anonymous (c. 1480-1490)
Clarice Lispector, from A Breath of Life
49 vibes
A woman must stay alone for a long while until the hate men have for women has left her, and even longer until the jealousy women have for other women has left her, and longer still until the anger her children have for her has left her—until she is no longer a woman altered by the resentment of men, women, and children, no longer what others have forced her to be, but empty as a skull or a shell, filled only by whatever she pleases, forest air perhaps.
— Kiran Desai, The Loneliness of Sonia and Sunny
♡ from Élisabeth Roudinesco's Our Dark Side
there is a level of seduction that exists beyond the body. something less tangible, and perhaps more potent. anais nin understood this idea about how desire does not begin with touch but with language, perception, and the sharp electric pull of a mind that challenges and excites you. in her journals, desire is not just a physical hunger but a hunger of the intellect, an unraveling of thought before an unraveling of the body. to be drawn into someone’s mind, to feel their thoughts press against your own, can be more intoxicating than any physical closeness.
—Caitlyn Richardson, 'can intellectual intimacy replace physical desire?', in milk fed
Yr little doll, asleep
color me intrigued
"Sewing is a gateway drug to thinking through complex problems. It seems really simple; culturally, we make it women's work. Let me tell you: real sewing at any kind of level of proficiency is a bloody magic trick. Sewing, like mold making, involves mental frames that require one to think inside out and backwards. It requires one to work on an order of operations that is often taking into account the reverse. It's a really, really important skill, and if you learn how to sew, you're mostly on your way to carpentry and welding and sheet metal work. I'm not kidding: these are planar forms meeting under rules and conditions. And if you can make a sleeve work, I swear to God, you could build a house."
--Adam Savage
St. Sebastian (School of Nicolas Regnier, 17th c.)
girl nothing is ever gonna be all the way together just enjoy the bits and pieces #yourfragments
“Intimacy cannot be expressed discursively. The swelling to the bursting point, the malice that breaks out with clenched teeth and weeps; the sinking feeling that doesn’t know where it comes from or what it’s about; the fear that sings its head off in the dark; the white-eyed pallor, the sweet sadness, the rage and the vomiting…are so many evasions. What is intimate, in the strong sense, is what has the passion of an absence of individuality, the imperceptible sonority of a river, the empty limpidity of the sky.”
— Georges Bataille, Theory of Religion
E. M. Cioran, from Tears and Saints
Anaïs Nin, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 4: 1927-1931
Text ID: I must build up a strong world within myself, so rich and so full that it will be enough. I must find all things in myself, create them. I must reach my own climaxes of strength and creation with my work.
after you read the poem “the woman dies” a lot of media makes you mad
Excerpts from The Woman Dies by Aoko Matsuda
Octavio Paz, ‘The House of Glances’ (selected lines), A Tree Within (trans. Eliot Weinberger)