February 2012
34 posts
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No one calls and after a while you feel pleased with how long it has been since...
– Seven Types of Ambiguity by Elliot Perlman
First, he says, you have to go out into the world. This is not a simple matter...
– Jesse Ball, The Way Through Doors
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I have been spared the fate
of those who love words
more than what they mean
– Franz Wright, from University of One
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I think art is sublimated libido. You can’t be a eunuch priest, and you can’t be...
– Anthony Burgess
The air feels punished after you speak.
You’re one of the incurables.
I love...
– from Back a Van Gogh Yellow by Cal Bedient
An artist is nothing without his or her obsessions, and I have mine.
– Andres Serrano
Without sound, celebration and grief look nearly the same.
– Ben Marcus, The Flame Alphabet
I would come with a towel in my hand
And bend your head beneath my knees;
Your...
– T. S. Eliot, from “The Love Song of St. Sebastian” in Inventions of the March Hare
January 2012
85 posts
Sabrina Ratté, Activated Memory I
Exhibited online
I wish that I had spoken only of it all.
– Gertrude Stein, Stanzas in Meditation
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