“Ready to strut my stuff.”
Fannie Williams, 1926
Wichita, TX
[Williams Family Album]
©WaheedPhotoArchive, 2011
Dora Carrington with Lytton Strachey
From Virginia Woolf’s diary, on Carrington: “She is odd from her mixture of impulse & self consciousness. I wonder sometimes what she’s at: so eager to please, conciliatory, restless, & active… . [B]ut she is such a bustling eager creature, so red & solid, & at the same time inquisitive, that one can’t help liking her”. June 1918
Carrington (1995) as realized projection of ideal aesthetic and human company - will write sometime soon of feelings on Dora Carrington and Lytton Strachey, but it’s too much for tonight, the representative surface will have to do - I am drunk on the blue and yellows, oh Charleston
“But it’s not the first occurrence of its charming kind that I know to have involved a child. If the child gives the effect another turn of the screw, what do you say to two children—?”
- Henry James, The Turn of the Screw

“And then you may find me here, the knighted heroine atop my mountain of slain thoughts - each pinned until its wriggling came down upon the blue line. What have you been doing? We missed you at lunch. The light on the floor! What shapely riddles do you have for me, chance its sparkling whimsey through the window to rest on the sketching skeined, the light upside of my hand on the white quilt. Whiter than yesterday’s night, I know because you insisted when you yanked my foot from pillowing drowsy, before I became a hunter prowless of jungled grey matter - I return to you, without a scratch from the bramble and o if you had been there, to see how large they - light and shadows - loomed then, here on the very floor from which your brown shoes now - and the shadows will stir for you! Your very simplicity conquers their immateriality, where I was engulfed by the glittering of dark particles. “
Marina Abramovic and her lover/collaborator Ulay performing “Death Self”. This performance consisted of the two artists seated in front of each other, connected at the mouth. They took in each other’s breaths until all of their available oxygen had been used up. The performance lasted only 17 minutes, resulting in both artists collapsing unconscious to the floor, having filled their lungs with carbon dioxide. This personal piece explored the idea of an individual’s ability to absorb the life of another person, exchanging and destroying it.