Rodrigo Bueno - Mobília Tomada.

Rodrigo Bueno - Mobília Tomada.

 

 

"I get up. There is a white hole in the wall, a mirror. It is a trap. I know I am going to let myself be caught in it. I have. The grey thing appears in the mirror. I go over and look at it, I can no longer get away.
It is the reflection of my face. Often in these lost days I study it. I can understand nothing of this face. The faces of others have some sense, some direction. Not mine. I cannot even decide whether it is handsome or ugly."

Nausea by Jean-Paul Sartre (p.16)

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Prabhnakar Pachpute - “Back to the Farm II” (2013), Charcoal on paper. (via)

Prabhnakar Pachpute - “Back to the Farm II” (2013), Charcoal on paper. (via)

 

 

"Romantic love has been one of our most effective myths for making sense out of our sensations. It organizes bodily intensities around a single object of desire and it provides a more or less public theater for the enactment of the body’s most private life. In love, desires and sensations are both structured and socialized. The loved one invests the world with a hierarchy of desirability. At last we have a measure of value, and even the unhappiest lover can enjoy the luxury of judging (and controlling) his experience according to the distance at which it places him from the loved one’s image or presence. Passion also makes us intelligible to others. Observers may be baffled as to why we love this person rather than that one, but such mysteries are perhaps more than compensated for by the exceptional visibility in which the passionate pursuit of another person places the otherwise secret “formulas” of individual desire."

Leo Bersani - The Hazards of Literary Fusion  (via performance-sofa)

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