After been waiting for this book for some many years, it has finally made its journey to my hands.
“Unlike memory, photographs do not in themselves preserve meaning. They offer appearances – with all the credibility and gravity we normally lend to appearances – prised away from their meaning. Meaning is the result of understanding functions. ‘And functioning takes place in time, and must be explained in time. Only that which narrates can make us understand.”
“Distance is one of the most beautiful forms of respect.”
Ways to start. Finding home.
Accurate.
This part of a road trip made in 2018 came to my mind last night. The unconscious and well appreciated way on how dreams can bring you a breath. Restless motion.
“Life changes in the instant. The ordinary instant.”
To never forget the motion implied in simple routes, those common paths and known sense around, the sometimes forgotten perspective. Back to road, never ending outdoors story.
Jal, Mx.
Secuencias.
Le matin.
Feels the motion.
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Slow motion - early hours.
Disassociated steps around, some cups and pages in between.
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“Tout s’effacera en une seconde. Le dictionnaire accumulé du berceau au dernier lit s’éliminera. Ce sera le silence et aucun mot pour le dire. De la bouche ouverte il ne sortira rien. Ni je ni moi. La langue continuera à mettre en mots le monde. Dans les conversations autour d’une table de fête on ne sera qu’un prénom, de plus en plus sans visage, jusqu’à disparaître dans la masse anonyme d’une lointaine génération.”
Sailing different waves before jumping into common seas. That implicit disassociation of early hours.
~ saviours | motion ~
La constante du mouvement.
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“The paradoxical virtue of reading lies in distancing ourselves from the world so that we may make sense of it.”
Asociación de imágenes y madrugadas a destiempo.
Disassociated hours with a piano playing in the background. Slow and meaningful moments around. Early motion.
Early preludes.
“I’m not telling you to make the world better, because I don’t think that progress is necessarily part of the package. I’m just telling you to live in it. Not just to endure it, not just to suffer it, not just to pass through it, but to live in it. To look at it. To try to get the picture. To live recklessly. To take chances. To make your own work and take pride in it. To seize the moment. And if you ask me why you should bother to do that, I could tell you that the grave’s a fine and private place, but none I think do there embrace. Nor do they sing there, or write, or argue, or see the tidal bore on the Amazon, or touch their children. And that’s what there is to do and get it while you can and good luck at it.”
Ways to remember.
souvenir n.m.
Survivance, dans la mémoire, d'une sensation, d'une impression, d'une idée
Those quiet hours. Those intrinsic ways to start with our daily flow.
That unconsciousness. That innate force to belong to our way.
That invaluable routine.
“Les signes de changements collectifs ne sont pas perceptibles dans la particularité des vies, sauf peut-être dans le dégoût et la fatigue qui font penser secrètement ‘rien ne changera donc jamais’ à des milliers d’individus en même temps.”
Si tuviera que hacer una escala para el mes pasado, elegiría una frase que aclame el retorno a la lectura y el encuentro con Annie Ernaux. Siempre he pensado que elegimos a distintos escritores a lo largo de nuestra vida por una fuerza vital incomprensible y enigmática, unos lo suelen llamar azar. Poner palabras a lo que aún no sabemos.