Lustmord by Jenny Holzer, 1993-1995

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Lustmord by Jenny Holzer, 1993 Photograph by Alan Richardson
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Lustmord by Jenny Holzer, 1993
Photograph by Alan Richardson

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Lustmord by Jenny Holzer, 1993
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Lustmord by Jenny Holzer, 1993

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“When it’s in a book I don’t think it’ll hurt any more …exist any more. One of the things writing does is wipe things out. Replace them.” — Marguerite Duras, The Lover


“All writing is filth.” — Antonin Artaud, The Theatre and Its Double


“To know that one does not write for the other, to know that these things I am going to write will never cause me to be loved by the one I love (the other), to know that writing compensates for nothing, sublimates nothing, that it is precisely there where you are not—this is the beginning of writing.” — 

Roland Barthes, A Lover’s Discourse

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“For me, the word writing is the exact opposite of the word waiting. Instead of waiting, there is writing. Well, I’m probably wrong — it’s possible that writing is another form of waiting, of delaying things. I’d like to think otherwise. … The truth is, reading is always more important than writing.” — 

Roberto Bolaño, from a 2002 interview in BOMB, trans. Margaret Carson

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“To write is to make oneself the echo of what cannot cease speaking—and since it cannot, in order to become its echo I have, in a way, to silence it. I bring to this incessant speech the decisiveness, the authority of my own silence.” — Maurice Blanchot, The Space of Literature 


“A book is a small cog in a much more complex, external machinery. Writing is a flow among others; it enjoys no special privilege and enters into relationships of current and countercurrent, of back-wash with other flows - the flows of shit, sperm, speech, action, eroticism, money, politics, etc. Like Bloom, writing on the sand with one hand and masturbating with the other - two flows in what relationship?” — Gilles Deleuze, I Have Nothing to Admit


“Each night about this time he puts on sadness like a garment and goes on writing.” — Anne Carson, Short Talks: On Ovid, from Plainwater: Essays and Poetry


In class, one day, she was bitten by a mosquito and became unruly. Her teacher made her stay after school.
From the series Re-Visions by Marcia Resnick, 1976-1977 
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In class, one day, she was bitten by a mosquito and became unruly. Her teacher made her stay after school.

From the series Re-Visions by Marcia Resnick, 1976-1977 

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lamelancoly:

Marcel Marïen - untitled ( l’eveil ) ,1950s
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lamelancoly:

Marcel Marïen - untitled ( l’eveil ) ,1950s

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René Magritte, Le Portrait de Paul Éluard, 1936

proustitute:

René Magritte, Le Portrait de Paul Éluard, 1936




“Censor the body and you censor breath and speech at the same time. Write yourself. Your body must be heard.” — Hélène Cixous, The Laugh of the Medusa (in Signs 1:4, Summer 1976)


“I really believe that if I were not a writer, not a creator, not an experimenter, I might have been a very faithful wife.” — Anaïs Nin, Henry and June