Katherine Bodner
@katesthoughts
Katherine Bodner
Consolation, by Edvard Munch. Such beauty. Interesting to compare to similar picture “the Vampire” which Munch painted with a similar idea in mind (only that the woman seems to be consoling the man, giving him a kiss on his neck) but which was then named “the Vampire” by another writer/companion of his/can’t remember… illustrates power dynamics and a certain fear of women gaining power at the time (early 1900)
„In the kitchen, she unfolds the clotheshorse and hangs up their damp swimwear while he puts on the kettle. Her impression of the day they have spent together seems dimly to envelop her, succession of images, slender black dog racing across a green garden, taste of sea salt on her lips, glittering warmth of the hotel dining room. Idea of God as an
... See more„Over the rocks at the end of the beach, saltwater crashes with a hissing fracturing sound, and sea spray rises glittering against the grey sky, droplets suspended trembling in the air before they fall.“ - Intermezzo by Sally Rooney (p. 175)
“No one is perfect. Sometimes you need people to be perfect and they can't be and you hate them forever for not being even though it isn't their fault and it's not yours either. You just needed something they didn't have in them to give you. And then in other people's lives you do the same thing, you're the person who lets everyone down, who fails
... See more“Her bitten nails, reminding Margaret of Ivan. Reminded again now listening. On the phone with him last night, she mentioned the recital, and he told her that Bach was his favour-ite composer, that he would be sorry to miss the show. It gave her a tender feeling, this remark, suggestion of another reality.
That he might, under different circumstance
... See more“She has been contained before, contained and directed, by the trappings of ordinary life. Now she no longer feels contained or directed by these forces, no longer directed by anything at all. Life has slipped free of its netting.” - Intermezzo by Sally Rooney (p 56)
The fact is, we exist. We’re here, we’re alive, and as long as that’s the case, the future can still be worse or better depending on our actions. Every minute we continue to breathe, to get up, to raise our kids, we are choosing hope—hope that it’s better to keep existing than to not, to keep breathing than to not, to keep getting up than to not.
“My work arises from my intimacy, but never reveals it.” Sophie Calle
Build fictions based on your identity and experiences and imagination - Lina Botero, Visual Poetry Diary Domestika course
many discussions are actually three different conversations. There are practical, decision-making conversations that focus on What’s This Really About? There are emotional conversations, which ask How Do We Feel? And there are social conversations that explore Who Are We? We are often moving in and out of all three conversations as a dialogue unfol
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