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In the 1990s, while in her eighties, Louise Bourgeois devoted herself to the creation of these magical chambers, the Cells, in which she gathers objects that are dear to her and which are invested with a strong emotional charge. The Cells are places where she unravels the fabric of her memories and her emotions.
Precious liquids is an imposing cylindrical installation into which the spectator is invited to enter. It is a dark enclosed space, composed of a cylindrical cedar water tank, such as can be seen on the rooftops of New York, and designed for collecting “precious liquids”.
The liquids are those that the human body produces when subjected to emotions such as fear, joy, pleasure, suffering. Blood, milk, sperm and tears are thus the precious liquids that the artist orchestrates in this space.
At the centre of the strange barrel is an old iron bed surrounded by posts supporting glass spheres, whose function is to decant, via the pipes that connect them to the puddle of water in the middle of the bed, the liquid that rises when it evaporates and falls back down again when it condenses.
Francesca Woodman- Study with fox, 1980
{a unique object, a positive photographic transparency showing The Photographer Posed with a Fox Skin, taped to a handmade postcard, superimposed with the photographer’s return address and the inscription ‘a combination fox tripod carrying case and a girl imitating it’ by the photographer in ink, addressed by her to Lee Witkin in ink and with postage stamp and 3 March 1980 postmark on the reverse}
there were edges to the void. the world begins to be defined.
the rules of the past are unreal. ignore them.
sitting with the desire, which at moments tries to search and to lash itself into an object.
not knowing yet, that desire must turn deep, almost inward upon it self.
it is too early, too soon on the path to ask; to hope that the other could meet you on the murkey gautlet…
but call them out of shadows and coals….
without expectationlet it become terrifying and exiting
Fuck. Invigorate.
i dug underneath the surface. i felt wildly optomistic. my bones were chilled. i shall remaine wildly optomistic. i shall find the core.
learning to accept desire and all of its intricacies is an arduous process.
Desire has become so mutated to a base level; being represented as though it is something which can be satisfied, food, sex.
Sex and food being two things, the pleasure of which can be much more intense than just the consumption of the object.
there is a more complex, perhaps primordial desire.standing inside of it, experiencing desire and want as a force which penetrates the entire body, it begins it’s slow mutation, staying in this desire itself, letting it well up like a wavelike force inside of you, this is the void and the terror
TESS TENNESSEE MILLER 