Narcissus, directed by Willard Maas & Ben Moore, 1958

Know then that the body is merely a garment

Time, time is a trick. How many birthdays did you have? One.
You had one day of birth. You continue to count birthday, your mind gives up, and your body deteriorates. This is the trick of time. 2023, uh - I don’t think so. We could be in the third millennium perhaps. Might be 1492. Who knows. I don’t want to see you in the purple rain…

There is no rest for the humble except in despising the great, whose only thought of the people is inspired by self-interest or sadism.

- Louis-Ferdinand Céline, Journey to the End of the Night

David Bowie and his painting of Yukio Mishima

What a sanctuary, to sit head in hands, in the middle of the soul.

The Angelus (1859) by Jean-Francois Millet, depicting peasants praying over the potato harvest.

Cities, like dreams, are made of desires and fears, even if the thread of their discourse is secret, their rules are absurd, their perspectives deceitful, and everything conceals something else.

- Italo Calvino, from Invisible Cities, November 3, 1972

Milva

John Deakin - Lucian Freud (circa 1964)