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love hurts
love as a
form of apnea
breathless: without breath/ unable to breathe easily because of excitemente/ heavy and still, stifling breathtaking: that takes
one's breath away/ very exciting, thrilling |
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Victims
of Desire.
Desire is something that
you want but can't have because a desire that's been pacified is no
longer a desire. Desire is a form of tension, a state of waiting.
Desire is a nostalgia for that which has yet to come. Thus desire
is perpetual for it is both present and future. Until it ends, desire
is never ending. |
...mojada....
wet hearts, internal moisture "siento viajar tus ojos" "el auga amda descalza
por las calles jojadas." neruda |
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colpita
colpire....(io colpisco, tu colpisci, ecc.)...ferare per cuotere/ impressionare/ danneggiare sin. trafiggere, far impressione, gravare dare nel segno |
Absence
can exist only as a consequence of the other:
it is the other who leaves, it is I who remain. The other
is in a state of perpetual departure, of journeying; the other
is by vocation, migrant, fugitive. I -- I who love, by converse
vocation, am sedentary, motionless, at hand, in expectation,
nailed to the spot, in suspense -- like a package in some
forgotten corner of a railway station. Amorous absence functions
in a single direction, expressed by the one who stays, never
by the one who leaves: an always present I is constituted
only by confrontation with an always absent you: to speak
this absence is from the start to propose that the subject's
place and the other's place cannot permute. It is to say:
"I am loved less than I love." from Roland Barthes'
A Lover's Discourse:
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The above drawings are from a booklet
entitled LOVE HURTS. They are small
pen & ink drawings done on manila paper and glued into a little
black book that has a handpainted cover. Unfortunately, I lent the
book to a gallerist in Florence, Aurelio
Stefanini who, despite my
repeated attempts to get it back, has never returned it.
