It was not suicide that was wanted, he said, it was struggle.Vivian Gornick on Camus’ Algerian Chronicles
#instamumbai walk live. CST. It’s stopped raining (at Chhatrapati Shivaji Terminus)
The leaves on the macadam make a noise-
How soft the grass on which the desired
Reclines in the temperature of heaven-
Like tales that were told the day before yesterday-
Sleek in a natural nakedness
She attends the tintinnabula-
And the wind sways like a great thing tottering-
Of birds called up more than the sun,
Birds of more wit, that substitute-
Which suddenly is all dissolved and gone-
Their intelligible twittering
For unintelligible thought.
And yet this end and this beginning are one,
And one last look at the ducks is a look
At lucent children round her in a ring.
— Wallace Stevens
Things in isolation: Giacometti and Rodin.
Giacometti Sculptures. Roaeul-Jean Moulin. The Little Library of Art, Methuen. 1964
Auguste Rodin. Henri Martinie. Les Editions Braun, Paris. 1955.
from Zurich, The Stork Inn by Paul Celan, written 30 May 1960, four days after meeting Nelly Sachs. Translated by Michael Hamburger. (via ofresonance)
Your eye looked on, looked away,
spoke its way to the eye, and I heard:
don’t know, you know,
don’t know, do we?,
House, coffeehouses, neighborhood: setting
that I see and where I walk; year after year.
I crafted you amid joy and amid sorrows:
out of so much that happened, out of so many things.
And you’ve been wholly remade into feeling; for me.
— C.P. Cavafy
I was so excited to find this documentary from 1996, shot in an American high school. It’s about two sisters who identified as riot grrrls, but who were known around school as the “dirty girls.” It is an incredible portrait of the ’90s, of high school in general, and of what it is like to be a teenage outcast. It runs twenty minutes and was made by Michael Lucid, who was a senior in high school at the time (the girls were a bit younger). I was so happy to learn today that Christian Storm at Vice magazine tracked down the subjects, Amber and Harper, and spoke to them about their lives now and then. Turns out they are still just as independent and great. - Sheila Heti
by JJ Hudson, photographed by Axel Hoedt.