April 2012
49 posts
“From your description, and from what I know of your previous work and your...”
– Letter from Sol LeWitt to Eva Hesse (via artistandstudio)
You Fit Into Me
by Margaret Atwood You fit into me like a hook into an eye a fish hook an open eye
Venez jusqu’au bord. Nous ne pouvons pas, nous avons peur. Venez jusqu’au bord. Nous ne pouvons pas, nous allons tomber. Venez jusqu’au bord. Et ils y sont allés. Et il les a poussés. Et ils se sont envolés.
- Guillaume Apollinaire
negro spiritual
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Sometimes I feel like a motherless child Long way from my home
Sometimes I wish I could fly Like a bird up in the sky Oh, sometimes I wish I could fly Fly like a bird up in the sky Sometimes I wish I could fly Like a bird up in the sky Closer to my home Motherless children have a hard time Motherless...
