Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Friday, December 4, 2009

All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.

Antonin Artaud




























































Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Sidereal

Perhaps our eyes are merely a blank film which is taken from us after our deaths to be developed elsewhere and screened as our life story in some infernal cinema or dispatched as microfilm into the sidereal void.

Jean Baudrillard










































































Tuesday, November 24, 2009

Niobe












































she cried so much - she turned to stone











































Friday, November 20, 2009