“Allow shame to find no home in your posture, in your dances, in your aura, in your lovemaking, in your lovemaking sounds, in your dreaming spaces, in your every single desire.”
— India Ame’ye, Author
gothic canopy bed
Facing the dream
Stroboscopic photographs of the New York City Ballet’s production of Jewels, 1967. Photographed by Gjon Mili.
Art nouveau style letter opener
Lioness Devouring a Man, Phoenician Ivory Panel, c. 9th-8th century BCE. From the palace of Ashurnasirpal II, Nimrud, northern Mesopotamia, Iraq.
The best part of being authentic is that there is no image to maintain. You will delight some and disturb others, and none of it will concern the truth of your being.
“She loves the wolf. She does not love the lamb. Not just any wolf. She loves the wolf that is capable of love. It is even more complicated: she loves the wolf who contains, hides or reveals an unexpected sweetness in his violence. The sweetness of the cruel is a greater sweetness.”
— Hélène Cixous, from Rootprints: Memory and Life Writing; “The Story of the Wolf who loves the Lamb he does not Eat,” (via atreides)