Jose Carlos Martinat 

“…has taken the white veil; and there is a higher horror in this whiteness of her woe. Old as Pizarro, this whiteness keeps her ruins for ever new; admits not the cheerful greenness of complete decay; spreads over her broken ramparts the rigid pallor of an apoplexy that fixes its own distortions. I know that, to the common apprehension, this phenomenon of whiteness is not confessed to be the prime agent in exaggerating the terror of objects otherwise terrible; nor to the unimaginative mind is there aught of terror in those appearances whose awfulness to another mind almost solely consists in this one phenomenon, especially when exhibited under any form at all approaching to muteness or universality.” 

Herman Melville. Moby Dick, 1851

as forgotten

The visual event of the painting happens only starting from this rend that, before us, separates what is represented as remembered from everything that presents itself as forgotten. 

Didi-Huberman 

Future

Current runs through the bodies

And then doesn’t.

On again

Off again

Always two things.

Switching.

One thing instantly replaces another.

It was the language

of the Future.

LAURIE ANDERSON 

“THE LANGUAGE OF THE FUTURE”

l' Aveugle

Vowels

Black A, White E, Red I, Green U, Blue O: vowels.

Someday I’ ll explain your bourgeoning births:

A, a corset,; black, hairy, buzzing with flies

Bumbling like bees around a merciless stench,

And shadowy gulfs,; E, white vapors and tents, proud

Glacial peaks, white kings, shivering Queen Anne’s lace;

I, purples, bloody spittle, lips’ lovely laughter

In anger or drunken contrition;

U, cycles, divine vibrations of viridian seas;

Peace of pastures sown with beasts, wrinkles

Stamped on studious brows as if by alchemy;

O, that last Trumpet, overflowing with strange discord,

Silences bridged by Worlds and Angels:

-       O the Omega, the violet beam from His Eyes!

Arthur Rimbaud