Relato com um fundo de água

31.3.16

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Era perfeitamente natural [...] que te lembrasses dele na hora das nostalgias, quando nos deixamos corromper por essas ausências a que chamamos memórias e é necessário remendar com palavras e com imagens tanto vazio insaciável.

Final do Jogo, Julio Cortázar

Ulysse

31.3.16

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finding music while i do some research at work is one of my favorite things.

update

19.3.16

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working on a new drawing for my Society6. that damn shop looks so sad and lonely, i need to do something about it.

sneak preview

my hands burn all the time

17.3.16

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Everything we touch
burns away, whether we give ourselves
or not, the same April day spreads to thinness,
the same winter afternoon
thickens to dark. I was thirty-eight years old.
Every time a door opened
I expected you. For months I hid your clothes
stiff with blood.


Skin Divers, Anne Michaels

Below

17.3.16

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aesthetics + soundtrack + concept = wishlist

we are intermittent creatures

1.3.16

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The division of one day from the next must be one of the most profound peculiarities of life on this planet. We are not condemned to sustained flights of being, but are constantly refreshed by little holidays from ourselves. We are intermittent creatures, always falling to little ends and rising to new beginnings. Our soon-tired consciousness is meted out in chapters, and that the world will look quite different tomorrow is, both for our comfort and our discomfort, usually true. How marvelously too night matches sleep, sweet image of it, so nearly apportioned to our need.


Iris Murdoch