April 23, 2014
33 Little Girls Chasing Butterflies, 1958

Max Ernst

33 Little Girls Chasing Butterflies, 1958

Max Ernst

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April 23, 2014
"Creativity is that marvellous capacity to grasp mutually distinct realities and draw a spark from their juxtaposition."

— Max Ernst

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April 23, 2014
"Never resist a sentence you like, in which language takes its own pleasure and in which, after having abused it for so long, you are stupefied by its innocence."

— Jean Baudrillard

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April 23, 2014
"There is nothing more mysterious than a TV set left on in an empty room. It is even stranger than a man talking to himself or a woman standing dreaming at her stove. It is as if another planet is communicating with you. Suddenly the TV reveals itself for what it really is: a video of another world, ultimately addressed to no one at all, delivering its images indifferently, indifferent to its own messages (you can easily imagine it still functioning after humanity has disappeared)."

— Jean Baudrillard, America (via infinite-iterations)

April 22, 2014
"We grew still and stared at each other. It seemed incredibly dangerous to look into each other’s eyes, but we were doing it. For how long can you behold another person? Before you have to think of yourself again, like dipping the brush back in for more ink. For a very long time; you didn’t need to get more ink, there was no reason to get anything else, because she was as good as me, she lived on earth like me, she suffered as I did."

— Miranda July

April 22, 2014
"I wanted to look at everything through her eyes. I do this before I bring someone new into my life. I try to get a sense of who I am so that I can make it easier for them to know me."

— Miranda July

April 22, 2014
"It doesn’t really feel like driving when you don’t know where you’re going. There should be an option on the car for driving in place, like treading water. Or at least a light that shines between the brake lights that you can turn on to indicate that you have no destination. I felt like I was fooling the other drivers and I just wanted to come clean. But the more I drove, the more I felt like I had somewhere to go. I was making difficult left turns that no one would ever do unless they had to. Sometimes I would make left turns all the way around a block, and when I returned to the original intersection, I would feel disappointed to find al the drivers were new. It wasn’t like a square dance, where you miraculously end up with your original partner, laughing and feeling giddily relieved to find him after dancing with everyone else in the world."

— Miranda July

April 22, 2014
"We were always getting away with something, which implied that someone was always watching us, which meant we were not alone in this world."

— Miranda July

April 22, 2014
"Everything we had thought of as The World was actually the result of someone’s job. Each line on the sidewalk, each saltine."

— Miranda July

April 22, 2014
"And her voice had a vibrant certainty that made believing her feel liberating and obvious. Why pull your finger back when you can just let it be part of the hand? It is the hand! Of course! Fingers are hands are all one thing, these distinctions are like shackles."

— Miranda July

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