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Patriotism, 1968.
dir. by Yukio Mishima.

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Clarice Lispector, from The Passion According to G.H.
"As already stated, the duration of a human moment amounts to 1/18 of a second."
-Jakob von Uexküll, A Stroll Through the Worlds of Animals and Men
“Those people with perfect houses are simply obsessed with death. A house that is so well maintained, furnished with good-looking furniture of high quality, decorated tastefully, everything in its place, becomes a living tomb. People truly engaged in life have messy houses.”
— Ottessa Moshfegh, Eileen
“A poem, an exercise in omitting letters” ⌇ Thomas Penny · concrete poetry

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Mona Hatoum | Performance Still | 1985–95
Henry Clarke, Vogue 1951
“— full blood-red lips as if she’s eaten all of life she can.”
— Leslie Zemeckis, Goddess of Love Incarnate: The Life of Stripteuse Lili St. Cyr
Francesca Woodman, Angel in Rome
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In today's state of hyperactivity, where boredom is not allowed to emerge, we never reach the state of deep mental relaxation. The information society is an age of heightened mental tension, because the essence of information is surprise and the stimulus it provides. The tsunami of information means that our perceptual apparatus is permanently stimulated. It can no longer enter into contemplation. The tsunami of information fragments our attention. It prevents the contemplative lingering that is essential to narrating and careful listening . . . In the process of digitalization, . . . information acquires an altogether different status. Reality itself takes on the form of information and data. For the most part, we perceive reality in terms of information or through the lens of information. Information is an idea—that is, a re-representation. When reality takes the form of information, the immediate experience of presence withers. When digitalization gives everything the form of information, reality is flattened.
Byung-Chul Han, The Crisis of Narration
Vivian Maier
Alfred Eisenstaedt - Lumberyard, Seattle. 1937
Ezra Pound
Venise 1963
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Looking Back
by Ursula K. Le Guin
Remember me before I was a heap of salt, The laughing child who seldom did as she was told or came when she was called, The merry girl who became Lot’s bride, The happy woman who loved her wicked city. Do not remember me with pity. I saw you plodding on ahead into the desert of your pitiless faith. Those springs are dry; that earth is dead. I looked back, not forward, into death. Forgiving rains dissolve me, and I come still disobedient, still happy, home.
Death Room, Fort Scott, Kansas, Photo by Gordon Parks, 1950