Velvet Water, Chris Burden, 1974

Velvet Water, Chris Burden, 1974

(Source: raveneuse)


"Our irony may be more naïve than their sincerity"

Lettre de Sibérie, Chris Marker, 1957


Livro de Carne, Artur Barrio, 1978

Livro de Carne, Artur Barrio, 1978

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In my cell, little by little, I shall have to give my thrills to the granite. I shall remain alone with it for a long time, and I shall make it live with my breath and the smell of my farts, both the solemn and the mild ones.
Jean Genet, Our Lady of the Flowers

Aktion 2, Rudolf Schwarzkogler, 1965

Aktion 2, Rudolf Schwarzkogler, 1965

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When you have learned my crime, my fate, my shame,
I’ll die no less but with a guiltier name.
Racine, Phaedra

Bed Piece, Chris Burden, 1972

Bed Piece, Chris Burden, 1972

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life … judges itself, tastes itself
Z. Baross, “Letter to a Young Author”

Kizhi Pogost, 1971

Kizhi Pogost, 1971

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Etching from A Sade series, Hans Bellmer, 1961

Etching from A Sade series, Hans Bellmer, 1961

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