a dry psyche is most skilled

03.10.20

“The stuff of the psyche is a smoke-like substance of fine particles that give rise to all other things, particles of less mass than any other sustance and constantly in motion: only movement can know movement. . . . The psyche rises as a mist from things that are wet. . . . A dry psyche is most skilled in intelligence and is brightest in virtue. . . . A drunk man, staggering and mindless, must be led home by his son, so wet is his psyche.”
—Heraclitus
from "I Have Looked Diligently at My Own Mind"
(trans. Guy Davenport)

attribution unknown

I'm afraid I've caught poetry

03.01.20




Dennis Moore (customer) and John Cleese (shopkeeper) in a skit from Monty Python's Flying Circus, ca. 1973.

everything has already been said

02.21.20

"Everything has already been said, but since nobody listens, we must continually start again."
—André Gide
from Le traite du Narcisse
(my translation)

Early emoticons in the American humor magazine Puck in 1881.
Interesting related article here.

willfully in public

02.10.20

“A person who publishes a book appears willfully in public with his pants down.”
—widely attributed to Edna St. Vincent Millay
original context unclear

Melanie Bourget – The Antidote

let us read and let us dance

01.12.20

“Let us read, and let us dance; these two amusements will never do any harm to the world."
—Voltaire
from The Portable Philosophical Dictionary

Allan Ginsberg dancing

bunch of idiots

09.16.19

“An art whose medium is language will always show a high degree of critical creativeness, for speech is itself a critique of life: it names, it characterizes, it passes judgment, in that it creates."
—Thomas Mann
from a 1929 speech reprinted in Essays of Three Decades

André Breton at a Dada festival in Paris, March 27, 1920, wearing a slogan by Francis Picabia that says: "In order to love something you need to have seen and heard it for a long time bunch of idiots"

human consciousness

07.01.19

“Human consciousness: is it the projector
or the screen?”
—Dean Young
from "I Am But A Traveler in This Land & Know Little of Its Ways"

attribution unknown but possibly «Fotograf i model'» by Aleksey Andreyev

he who hides his madman

06.30.19

“He who hides his madman, dies voiceless.”
—Henri Michaux
from “My Properties”

Source unclear—possibly a clip from a performance by the Licedei Clown Troupe (Soviet, 1960's)

one mind's imagining into another

05.08.19

“One of the most mysterious of semi-speculations is, one would suppose, that of one Mind’s imagining into another.”
—John Keats
from his marginalia in Paradise Lost

Wooden sculpture of a monk's head bearing an inscription on the interior, Japan, 1328 from Sign, Image, Symbol (ed. George Kepes)

all those commas

04.29.19

“You mean that’s your idea of desire, with all those commas?”
—Michael Palmer
from “Idem 1"

attribution unknown

you say my way of thinking cannot be tolerated?

03.20.19

“You say that my way of thinking cannot be tolerated? What of it? The man who alters his way of thinking to suit others is a fool. My way of thinking is the result of my reflections. It is part of my inner being, the way I am made. I do not contradict them, and would not even if I wished to. For my system, which you disapprove of, is also my greatest comfort in life, the source of all my happiness—it means more to me than my life itself. ”
—Marquis de Sade
from a letter written to his wife while he was in prison, as quoted in Portrait of De Sade by Walter Lennig

Photograph by Anya Teixeira of Lindsay Kemp performing in Oscar Wilde’s Salomé

most people know what a story is until

03.05.19

“I find that most people know what a story is until they sit down to write one.”
—Flannery O’Connor
from The Habit of Being (collected letters)

Carolee Schneemann – still from "Up to and Including Her Limits," 1976

no greater agony

02.26.19

"There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside you."
—Maya Angelou
from I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings

Dress sculpture by Louise Richardson

until it shines

01.16.19

“I know nothing in the world that has as much power as a word. Sometimes I write one, and I look at it, until it begins to shine.”
—widely attributed to Emily Dickinson
original context unclear

Carl Andre – foot 1963

usefulness from what is not there

01.02.19

Shape clay into a vessel;

It is the space within that makes it useful.


Cut doors and windows for a room;


It is the holes which make it useful.


Therefore benefit comes from what is there;


Usefulness from what is not there.
—Lao Tzu
from Tao Te Ching, Chapter 11

Belma Arslan - Afoot

literature is love

12.04.18

"To begin with, let us take the following motto... Literature is love. Now we can continue."
—Vladimir Nabokov
from Despair

Flannery O'Connor as a girl, reading, 
via the Ina Dillard Russell Library, Georgia College & State University

mistranslations result in beauty

11.16.18

"Great literature is written in a sort of foreign language. To each sentence we attach a meaning, or at any rate a mental image, which is often a mistranslation. But in great literature all our mistranslations result in beauty."
—Marcel Proust
as quoted by Gilles Deleuze in Dialogues II

Julius Kirchner, 1914
Blind children studying the hippopatamus

transforming milk

0.30.18

“Overambitious projects may be objectionable in many fields, but not in literature. Literature remains alive only if we set ourselves immeasurable goals, far beyond all hope of achievement. Only if poets and writers set themselves tasks that no one else dares imagine will literature continue to have a function.”
—Italo Calvino
from Six Memos for the Next Millennium

An annotated photograph by Allen Ginsberg of the artist Harry Smith "transforming milk into milk," 1985

nothing, really, dies

09.29.18

"In college I had a physics professor who wrote the date and time in red marker on a sheet of white paper and then lit the paper on fire and placed it on a metallic mesh basket on the lab table where it burned to ashes. He asked us whether or not the information on the paper was destroyed and not recoverable, and of course we were wrong, because physics tells us that information is never lost, not even in a black hole, and that what is seemingly destroyed is, in fact, retrievable. In that burning paper the markings of ink on the page are preserved in the way the flame flickers and the smoke curls. Wildly distorted to the point of chaos, the information is nonetheless not dead. Nothing, really, dies. Nothing dies. Nothing dies."
Nicholas Rombes
from The Absolution of Roberto Acestes Laing

Tim Rollins and K.O.S. - from the series
The Temptation of Saint Anthony

to gain your own voice

09.09.18

"To gain your own voice, you have to forget about having it heard."
—widely attributed to Allen Ginsberg
original context unclear

Friederike Pezold - Mundwerk, 1974-1975

small objects

08.19.18

My contemporaries like small objects, 
dried starfish that have forgotten the sea, 
melancholy stopped clocks, postcards 
sent from vanished cities, 
and blackened with illegible script, 
in which they discern words 
like “yearning,” “illness,” or “the end.” 
They marvel at dormant volcanoes. 
They don’t desire light.
—Adam Zagajewski
"Small Objects" (trans. Clare Cavanagh)

Christo and Jeanne Claude - Package, 1958
Photo by Eava Inkeri

what is a poet?

08.03.18

“What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when the sigh and cry pass through them, it sounds like lovely music. And people flock around the poet and say: ‘Sing again soon’ - that is, ‘May new sufferings torment your soul but your lips be fashioned as before, for the cry would only frighten us, but the music, that is blissful.”
—Søren Kierkegaard
from Either/Or

Nil Yalter - The Headless Woman or the Belly Dancer, 1974

all is linked


07.24.18

"When he grew old, Aristotle, who is not generally considered a tightrope dancer, liked to lose himself in the most labyrinthine and subtle of discourses… ‘The more solitary and isolated I become, the more I come to like stories,’ he said."
—Michel de Certeau
from The Practice of Everyday Life

Still from Jean-Luc Godard's Alphaville

language is a complimentary moist lemon-scented cleansing square

07.05.18

"Language is my whore, my mistress, my wife, my pen-friend, my check-out girl. Language is a complimentary moist lemon-scented cleansing square or handy freshen-up wipette. Language is the breath of God, the dew on a fresh apple, it’s the soft rain of dust that falls into a shaft of morning sun when you pull from an old bookshelf a forgotten volume of erotic diaries; language is the faint scent of urine on a pair of boxer shorts, it’s a half-remembered childhood birthday party, a creak on the stair, a spluttering match held to a frosted pane, the warm wet, trusting touch of a leaking nappy, the hulk of a charred Panzer, the underside of a granite boulder, the first downy growth on the upper lip of a Mediterranean girl, cobwebs long since overrun by an old Wellington boot."
—Stephen Fry
from a Fry and Laurie sketch—watch it here

From LIFE magazine, photographer unknown

Perception of an object costs

06.30.18

Perception of an object costs
Precise the Object’s loss—
—Emily Dickinson

Jakob Mohr - Beweisse (Proofs), ca 1910 from "Traces upon the Wonderblock," a collection of drawings and books made by psychiatric patients btw 1890 and 1920. More information here

a professional schizophrenic

06.18.18

"A translator is a professional schizophrenic, continuously wandering on the edge, risking his sanity in the crashing zone of two languages and two cultures. He is operating in an elevated state of mind, as if in trance––indeed, it is a creative trance, a state of bipolarity, of being at two places simultaneously, moving parallel in two worlds. In this sense, he is an exotic stranger, an itinerant of the ever-growing literary world. Invisibly, condemned to solitude, he enters this atypical state of awareness, becomes a trance-later."

Source unknown

how delicate

05.31.18

how delicate,
this holding of certain words in the mouth
—Carl Phillips
from “Stray”

Polaroid collage, artist unknown

brutal matter

05.19.18

"Literature is concerned with plot and character. Its intention is to be “well-written” and “comprehensible.” It’s a very commonplace activity. Then there is the progression towards writing … writing as writing … I mean simple textual writing.… It is that desire to do something new which compels one to move from literature to writing and from writing to matière écrite … brutal matter … no wasted words or wasted time. I also colored in the poem … the manuscript itself is a piece of visual art … There is an oral aspect to it, as well as a visual and a musical architectural aspect … This is no longer “writing,” it’s the process of working with a material that is common to all art. An artist who reaches this point – like Beethoven in music or Cézanne in painting – no longer knows, in the final count, how he does what he does. I am convinced of this. I call this a state of wisdom."
—Pierre Guyotat

Antonio Tapies - Gran X, 1988

to show things for what they are

05.07.18

"To show things for what they are and what else they are."
—Minor White, paraphrased

Eric Rondepierre - Le Voyeur, 1996-98

let the roots dangle

04.19.18

whatever you have to say, leave the roots on,
let them
dangle

And the dirt

       Just to make clear
       where they come from—
—Charles Olson
as quoted in Ralph Maud's What Does Not Change: the Significance of Charles Olson's "The Kingfishers"

Dorothea Lange – "A Sign of the Times—Depression— Mended Stockings, Stenographer, San Francisco, 1934"

everything we call real

03.24.18

“Everything we call real is made of things that cannot be regarded as real.”
—Niels Bohr as cited by Karan Barad
in Meeting the Universe Halfway: Quantum Physics and the Entanglement of Matter and Meaning

Soap films, from Patterns in Nature by Peter S. Stevens, 1974

a book of spells

03.10.18

“A proper dictionary is a book of spells.”
—Jeanette Winterson
from an interview with the New York Times

a portrait of James Murray, the principal editor of the Oxford English Dictionary, photographer unknown

three levels

02.25.18

“Work on a good piece of writing proceeds on three levels: a musical one, where it is composed; an architectural one, where it is constructed; and finally, a textile one, where it is woven.”
—Walter Benjamin
from One Way Street

a page from Proust's manuscript of Le temps retrouvé

questions hidden by answers

02.10.18

“The purpose of art is to lay bare the questions which have been hidden by answers.”
—widely attributed to James Baldwin
original context unclear

attribution unknown

glass of water

01.23.18

“There’s only one person who needs a glass of water oftener than a small child tucked in for the night, and that’s a writer sitting down to write.”
—Mignon McLaughlin
original context unclear

Hannah Hoch – Der Kleine P (The Little P)

reality tolerance

12.29.17

“No artist tolerates reality.”
—Friedrich Nietzsche

photographer unknown

a wise reader

12.11.17

“A wise reader reads . . . not with his heart, not so much with his brain, but with his spine.”
—Vladimir Nabokov
from “Good Readers and Good Writers”

Lucien Freud - The Artist's Mother Reading, 1975