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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Im Wunderland



"Not a little fit, not a little fit sun sat in shed more mentally. 
Let us why, let us why weight, let us why winter chess, let us why way.
Only a moon to soup her, only that in the sell never never be the cocups nice be, shatter it they lay."


"A lake a single lake which is a pond and a little water any water which is an ant and no burning, not any burning, all this is sudden."

"A sad size a size that is not sad is blue as every bit of blue is precocious. A kind of green a game in green and nothing flat nothing quite flat and more round, nothing a particular color strangely, nothing breaking the losing of no little piece."


Pictures: Michael Sowa
Text: Gertrude Stein, Tender Buttons

Saturday, April 30, 2011

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"Everything we see hides another thing, 
we always want to see what is hidden by what we see." 
(René Magritte)

(René Magritte: The Lovers)

"We no longer believe that truth remains truth when the veils are withdrawn; we have lived too much to believe this. Today we consider it a matter of decency not to wish to see everything naked, or to be present at everything, or to understand and 'know' everything." (Friedrich Nietzsche: The Gay Science [New York: Vintage, 1974] 38)

"'Truth' can only be a surface. But the blushing movement of that truth which is not suspended in quotation marks casts a modest veil over such a surface. And only through such a veil which thus falls over it could 'truth' become truth, profound, indecent, desirable. But should that veil be suspended, or even fall a bit differently, there would no longer be any truth, only 'truth' -- written in quotation marks." (Jacques Derrida: Spurs: Nietzsche's Styles [Chicago: University of Chicago Press, 1979] 59)

(Barny Bewick: Casually Dressed)

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

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(Nicoletta Ceccoli)

"The mind is its own place, and in it self
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n."

(John Milton: Paradise Lost)

Saturday, September 25, 2010

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(Koga Harue)

"We are doomed historically to history,
to the patient construction of discourses about discourses,
and to the task of hearing what has already been said."

(Foucault, Michel. The Birth of the Clinic: An Archaeology of Medical Perception.
Trans. A.M.S. Smith. London: Tavistock, 1973. xvi.)

Sunday, January 24, 2010

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"Nothing is so difficult as not deceiving oneself."

(Ludwig Wittgenstein: Culture and Value)

(Michael Sowa)