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“Writing is writing what you cannot know before you have written: it is preknowing and not knowing, blindly, with words. It occurs at the point where blindness and light meet.”

— Hélène Cixous, from Three Steps on the Ladder of Writing (tr. by Susan Sellers) (via xshayarsha)

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Emily Brontë’s writing desk and its contents

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my secret jealous lover (my work) is always there waiting for me (big vegan pastry)

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Bruno Barbey. China. Guangxi province. 1980.

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david hockney with his dachshunds stanley and boodgie

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King Lear performed in the fire-damaged ruins of Teatro Municipal de Lima (c. 1999), conceived by architect Luis de Longhi

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Octavia Butler on why she writes

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Clarice Lispector, A Breath of Life

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Jean Cocteau, 1934

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dostoevsky's manuscripts

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girls against god, jenny hval

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Rebecca Horn

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Testament of Orpheus (1960) - Jean Cocteau

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rei kawakubo interviewed by paul smith for dazed, 1995

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I’m often watching movies in order to see dead people. I want to see them again, I want to hear them. And so cinema is in a way a kind of shrouded post-death machine, you know. In a way cinema is a cemetery.

David Cronenberg (via The Film Stage)

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“It took me a long time to realise there are two kinds of writing; the one you write and the one that writes you. The one that writes you is dangerous. You go where you don’t want to go. You look where you don’t want to look.”

— Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?