...dead calm, then a murmur, a name, a murmured name, in doubt, in fear, in love, in fear, in doubt, wind of winter in the black boughs, cold calm sea whitening whispering to the shore, stealing, hastening, swelling, passing, dying, from naught come, to naught gone...

#SamuelBeckett
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#TheLittleMirrorObsession
#selfportrait
#InMyTinyStudio

Give me your mouth.
Your grace is as beautiful as sleep.
You move against me like a wave
That moves in sleep.
Your body spreads across my brain
Like a bird filled summer;
Not like a body, not like a separate thing.
But like a nimbus that hovers
Over every other thing in all the world

#KennethRexroth
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#TheLittleMirrorObsession
#selfportrait
#InMyTinyStudio

I can do everything with my language but not with my body. What I hide by my language, my body utters. I can deliberately mold my message, not my voice. By my voice, whatever it says, the other will recognize "that something is wrong with me". I am a liar (by preterition), not an actor. My body is a stubborn child, my language is a very civilized adult...

#RolandBarthes #poetry #photography #TheCountryHouse #TheLittleMirrorObsession #selfportrait

My stomach is who I am when I am too tired to be me

“so many vaginas, stomachs, cocks, snouts, and flies you don't know what to do with them ... shovelsfull! ... but hearts? ... very rare! in the last five hundred million years too many cocks and gastric tubes to count ... but hearts? ... on your fingers! ...”

#LouisFerdinandeCeline #poetry #InMyTinyStudio #TheLittleMirrorObsession #selfportrait #photography

Yes, light, there is no other word for it.

The things one can express with the hand, with the head, with the shoulders!...
How many useless and encumbering words then disappear! What economy!

#RobertBresson
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#TheLittleMirrorObsession
#selfportrait
#InMyTinyStudio

He is my second skin and my second heart

There is a silk ladder unrolled across the ivy
There is
That leaning over the precipice
Of the hopeless fusion of your presence and absence
I have found the secret
Of loving you
Always for the first time

#AndreBreton
#selfportrait
#TheLittleMirrorObsession
#InMyTinyStudio
#Poetry
#photography

A heart whose love is innocent

#Mersula
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#TheLittleMirrorObsession
#InMyTinyStudio

...dead calm, then a murmur, a name, a murmured name, in doubt, in fear, in love, in fear, in doubt, wind of winter in the black boughs, cold calm sea whitening whispering to the shore, stealing, hastening, swelling, passing, dying, from naught come, to naught gone...

#SamuelBeckett
#photography
#selfboredtraits
#InMyTinyStudio
#thelittlemirrorobsession