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Laura Turner
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Prey of Ravens, 1888 - oil on canvas. — Marceli Harasimowicz (Polish, 1859-1935)
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Vivienne Westwood: 'salon' black lace corset spring/summer 1992
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We’re riddled with pointless talk, insane quantities of words and images. Stupidity’s never blind or mute. So it’s not a problem of getting people to express themselves but of providing little gaps of solitude and silence in which they might eventually find something to say. Repressive forces don’t stop people expressing themselves but rather force them to express themselves; what a relief to have nothing to say, the right to say nothing, because only then is there a chance of framing the rare, and ever rarer, thing that might be worth saying.
Gilles Deleuze, Negotiations, 1972-1990
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Mahmoud Darwish, from Journal of an Ordinary Grief (tr. from the Arabic by Ibrahim Muhawi)
[Text ID: A place is not only a geographical area; it's also a state of mind. And trees are not just trees; they are the ribs of childhood.]
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Saturn floats. Our Country and Its Resources. 1917.
“Saturn, the lightest of the planets in proportion to its size, would float in water (if there were an ocean big enough to hold it!)”
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Mara Lafontan for La Fontana Paris
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Hell's Canyon petrified wood, bark of Snakebark tree, Silver Birch bark, wood texture
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Takashi Ohno - Egg, 1986
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You know what, sometimes it seems to me we're living in a world that we fabricate for ourselves. We decide what's good and what isn't, we draw maps of meanings for ourselves... And then we spend our whole lives struggling with what we have invented for ourselves. The problem is that each of us has our own version of it, so people find it hard to understand each other.
Olga Tokarczuk, Drive Your Plow Over the Bones of the Dead
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