G C Lichtenberg: “It is as if our languages were confounded: when we want a thought, they bring us a word; when we ask for a word, they give us a dash; and when we expect a dash, there comes a piece of bawdy.”

W H Auden: "But in my arms till break of day / Let the living creature lie. / Mortal, guilty, but to me/ The entirely beautiful."

Will Self: “To attempt to write seriously is always, I feel, to fail – the disjunction between my beautifully sonorous, accurate and painfully affecting mental content, and the leaden, halting sentences on the page always seems a dreadful falling short. It is this failure – a ceaseless threnody keening through the writing mind – that dominates my working life, just as an overweening sense of not having loved with enough depth or recklessness or tenderness dominates my personal one.”

John Gray: "Unlike Schopenhauer, who lamented the human lot, Leopardi believed that the best response to life is laughter. What fascinated Schopenhauer, along with many later writers, was Leopardi’s insistence that illusion is necessary to human happiness."

Art Spiegelman: "You know words in a way are hitting you on the left side of your brain, music and visual arts hit on the right side of the brain, so the idea is to pummel you, to send you from left brain to right brain and back until you're as unbalanced as I am."

विलास सारंग: "संदर्भ कुठलेही असोत, संस्कृत, इंग्रजी, बुद्धिवादी, तांत्रिक, इतिहासाचे, खगोलशास्त्राचे, आधुनिक पदार्थविज्ञानाचे, शिवकालीन व पेशवाईतील बखरीचे, अगणित ज्ञानक्षेत्रांचे, अशा वैविध्यपूर्ण ज्ञानावर लेखन- विशेषत: कवितालेखन- उभं राहत."

Saturday, June 08, 2013

I Only Want You to Love Me...What Was I Doing In That Kitchen?


Alejandro Zambra:
My books would be very different if I had written them in another room, looking out another window.

Charles Simic:

" A good photograph, like a good poem, is a self-contained little universe inexhaustible to scrutiny."
  
Margaret Atwood:

“...Don’t move, I think. Stay like that, let me have that.”
 




Artist: Miles Aldridge, 'I Only Want You to Love Me', created 2005-2012

 When I first saw the picture above, needless to say where I was looking and what I was focused on...It took a while for me to note that she was doing plumbing work under a sink!

And what started only as carnal ended in very complex emotions.

Very glamorous 'she' was disconnected from her surroundings and yet she belonged...And what was I doing in that kitchen? Was it her or was it mine? Was I a being voyeur taking advantage of her discomfiture?

And finally, was she asking me to fuck off?

Probably yes!