the female gaze

Look with your eyes, not with your hands.


Such a minute fraction of this life do we live: so much is sleep, tooth-brushing, waiting for mail, for metamorphosis, for those sudden moments of incandescence: unexpected, but once one knows them, one can live life in the light of their past and the hope of their future.



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Wednesday, April 24, 2002
 
good fortune.


I have had an insulated day, I am wrapped up with myself, this project - an on-going streaming thought for almost a year. And it occurred to me, today, when I sat in the same chair and worked straight through from 11am - 6:15, as almost an after thought, I am doing what I love. No one can take this away from me, it's my definitive senior work, and there is something very liberating about concentration, sometimes. And I love doing it and I am really, very happy. it's one of the few sincere things I have done, academically. rounding the corner of page 60.

I just saw a great film, oh Taiwanese Cinema - you hath redeemed yourself. it's called "a one and a two." I can't really explain it, there isn't so much a plot as there are lots of characters and a poetic look on real life. the little boy in this film makes me rethink my decision not to have children... at least in the movies, children offer profound thoughts in their simplicity. this is a good one though, and I think, my soul needed it.