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Jean Seberg on the set of “Bonjour Tristesse” (Otto Preminger, 1958) – Photo by Bob Willoughby.

 

Sans partager avec mon père cette aversion pour la laideur qui nous faisait souvent fréquenter des gens stupides, j’éprouvais en face des gens dénués de tout charme physique une sorte de gêne, d’absence ; leur résignation à ne pas plaire me semblait une infirmité indécente. Car, que cherchions nous, sinon plaire ? Je ne sais pas encore aujourd’hui si ce goût de conquête cache une surabondance de vitalité, un goût d’emprise ou le besoin furtif, inavoué, d’être rassuré sur soi même, soutenu.

Françoise Sagan — Bonjour Tristesse

 

 

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You can’t be aware that you’ve seen a tree until after you’ve seen the tree, and between the instant of the vision and the instant of awareness, there must be a time lag. We sometimes think of that time lag as unimportant, but there’s no justification for thinking that the time lag is unimportant—none whatsoever. The past exists only in our memories, the future only in our plans. The present is our only reality. The tree that you are aware of intellectually, because of the small time lag, is always in the past and therefore is always unreal. Any intellectually conceived object is always in the past and therefore unreal.

Robert M. Pirsig — Zen and The Art of Motorcycle Maintenance

Rest in peace, Robert.

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What We’ll Become https://ze.fontainhas.com/what-well-become/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/what-well-become/#respond Mon, 27 Mar 2017 23:29:04 +0000 https://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10953  

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Eros & Psique. José de Almada-Negreiros, 1954.

 

 

No matter how clever, sober and magnanimous we think we are, we simply don’t know, do we? Not who we were, who we are, or what we’ll become.

What if abandonment isn’t an elusive purpose at all? What if it is our pervading essence, the one which we routinely disregard?

 

 

 

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Right, Yeah https://ze.fontainhas.com/right-yeah/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/right-yeah/#respond Wed, 02 Nov 2016 22:43:54 +0000 https://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10836 sunset

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– So, is this it?

– I suppose so, why?

– Nothing, really.

– It’s about time, no? They’re all gone now.

– Probably. Cheers.

– Right, yeah.

 

 

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I mean, I always thought that the music of a thousand instruments, no matter how much out of tune, would make me assemble a sonata, inevitably.

It’s a little puzzling to discover that it never does and that the fault most likely lies in my own algorithm.

At some point you give up, you owe it to yourself to give up, you have to, right?

Right?

 

 

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No, Wait https://ze.fontainhas.com/no-wait/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/no-wait/#respond Tue, 18 Oct 2016 23:57:36 +0000 https://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10779  

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"Ribamar Study" by Mia Fontainhas & Vítor Neto, 2016

“Ribamar Study” by Mia Fontainhas & Vítor Neto, 2016

 

No, no, no, no, you misunderstand.

I have no idea of what’s going on, none. That you should think I have, even if barely, says more about about you than it does about me.

My only “choice” was to not have one, to let go.

So I did.

 

 

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The Fever of My Own https://ze.fontainhas.com/the-fever-of-my-own/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/the-fever-of-my-own/#respond Wed, 12 Oct 2016 21:14:21 +0000 http://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10758 img_20161002_163001

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There was a time, I think, when I’d sacrifice everything for raising my body temperature by so little as a single celsius degree, were it just to be raised by holding your naked skin.

But I don’t know anymore.

I have of course been repeatedly reminded of my blatant selfishness as if somehow I was unaware of it; I wasn’t, the selfishness is implied, inevitable.

What no one ever told me, what I never considered, is the possibility of there being no fever of my own to return. Not by choice, but rather by design.

Don’t look at me, I’m not your kind.

 

 

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Who I Am Not https://ze.fontainhas.com/who-i-am-not/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/who-i-am-not/#respond Sun, 04 Sep 2016 00:45:01 +0000 http://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10695 IMG_20160821_200953

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This is the new fucking normal, isn’t it just?

All the little silent betrayals which you catalogue as inconsequential because you’ve managed to navigate around mentioning them. Little do you realize that the reason they’re so easily discarded is because you’re not actually betraying anything: even the slightest hint of something laudable enough to betray would make them impossible to circumvent.

I needn’t play along, do I?

I remember these exact words: “None of this is who you are nor is it who you are not.”

 

 

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The Immorality of Sloth https://ze.fontainhas.com/the-immorality-of-sloth/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/the-immorality-of-sloth/#respond Sat, 20 Aug 2016 20:43:06 +0000 http://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10659 IMG_20160723_182445

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It doesn’t really matter whether you’re first rate, second rate, or third rate, but it’s of vital importance that the water finds its own level and that you do the very best you can with the powers that are given you. It’s idle to strive for things out of your reach, just as it’s utterly immoral to be slothful about the qualities you have. You see, I’m not fundamentally interested in the artist. I use him to try to become a happy man, which is a good deal harder for me. I find art easy. I find life difficult.

Lawrence Durrell — Paris Review interview

 

 

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To Not Think at All https://ze.fontainhas.com/to-not-think-at-all/ https://ze.fontainhas.com/to-not-think-at-all/#respond Wed, 03 Aug 2016 13:26:59 +0000 http://ze.fontainhas.com/?p=10625 IMG_20160803_140312

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“The martini felt cool and clean […] I had never tasted anything so cool and clean. They made me feel civilized. I had had too much red wine, bread, cheese, bad coffee, and grappa. I sat on the high stool before the pleasant mahogany, the brass, and the mirrors and did not think at all.”

Ernest Hemingway — A Farewell to Arms

 

 

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