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The visual field

Updated: Jan 10

One can't write directly about the soul. Looked at, it vanishes. --- Virginia Woolf


That's because the act of looking is the soul.

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"I think of myself as somebody not at home, I suppose. Not at home anywhere, not at home ever. But I think of that as a definition of a writer: somebody not at home, not comfortable in themselves in t

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Semi-retired dancer now living in New York

French poet and snob, with vaguely misanthropic moods yet, to her great despair, an undying hope

in what tomorrow may bring.