Autumn reminds me of my future place in the world; Because youth is supposed to bear fruit, then. But it is a horrible thought, only to enjoy the past troubles I overcame.

My Soul must stay in a state of everlasting spring, because when the time of flowers is over, so is my life.

Friedrich Nietsche, as a schoolkid

Al P.

Annie Leibovitz, Elvis Presley’s TV at Graceland in Memphis, Tennessee, 2011

Jiyen Lee’s collages of people ascending and descending staircases

“It was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.”
― Joseph Conrad, Heart of Darkness

“Comfort comes first with these clients”. 1930

I find me, leave me, go towards me, come from me, nothing ever but me, a particle of me, retrieved, lost, gone astray, I’m all these words, all these strangers, this dust of words, with no ground for their settling, no sky for their dispersing, coming together to say, fleeing one another to say, that I am they, all of them, those that merge, those that part, those that never meet, and nothing else, yes, something else, that I’m something quite different, a quite different thing, a wordless thing in an empty place, a hard shut dry cold black place, where nothing stirs, nothing speaks, and that I listen, and that I seek, like a caged beast born of caged beasts born of caged beasts born of caged beasts...

- Samuel Beckett, The Unnamable, 1953

Willem de Kooning, Black Untitled, 1948

Let There Be Light, Wynn Bullock, 1951