Instructions on How to Wind a Watch
Posted: October 17, 2014 Filed under: Art, Photography, Prose, Writing | Tags: Argentina, birds, Cortázar, death, eyes, Graciela Iturbide, Instrucciones para dar cuerda al reloj, instructions, Julio Cortazar, Latin American Art, latin american literature, Mexico, time, watch, woman Comments Off on Instructions on How to Wind a WatchBy Julio Cortazar
Death stands there in the background, but don’t be afraid. Hold the watch down with one hand, take the stem in two fingers, and rotate it smoothly. Now another installment of time opens, trees spread their leaves, boats run races, like a fan time continues filling with itself, and from that burgeon the air, the breezes of earth, the shadow of a woman, the sweet smell of bread.
What did you expect, what more do you want? Quickly. strap it to your wrist, let it tick away in freedom, imitate it greedily. Fear will rust all the rubies, everything that could happen to it and was forgotten is about to corrode the watch’s veins, cankering the cold blood and its tiny rubies. And death is there in the background, we must run to arrive beforehand and understand it’s already unimportant.
Nothing Like the Green-Gold of Your Eyes
Posted: May 6, 2014 Filed under: Art, Prose, Writing | Tags: book, diary, Diego Rivera, eyes, Frida, Frida Kahlo, hands, journal, Latin American Art, love, love letter, Mexico, The Diary of Frida Kahlo Leave a commentThanks to BrainPickings for sharing pieces from the book The Diary of Frida Kahlo: An Intimate Self-Portrait. This beautiful book reveals Frida Kahlo‘s journal complete with thoughts, poems, dreams, illustrations and love letters to Diego Rivera:
Diego:
Nothing compares to your hands, nothing like the green-gold of your eyes. My body is filled with you for days and days. you are the mirror of the night. the violent flash of lightning. the dampness of the earth. The hollow of your armpits is my shelter. my fingers touch your blood. All my joy is to feel life spring from your flower-fountain that mine keeps to fill all the paths of my nerves which are yours.
Leon Levinstein
Posted: December 10, 2013 Filed under: Art, Photography | Tags: 1950, 50s, embrace, eyes, hold, hug, Leon Levinstein, look, untitled, woman Leave a commentGetting to Know Your Body
Posted: June 15, 2013 Filed under: Art, Writing | Tags: body, eyeball, eyeballs, eyes, Flash Fiction, getting to know your body, Lydia Davis, Odilon Redon, short short story, thinking Leave a commentHere’s some Flash Fiction by Lydia Davis:
If your eyeballs move, this means that you’re thinking, or about to start thinking.
If you don’t want to be thinking at this particular moment, try to keep your eyeballs still.