Closer, 1996-2000 by Elinor Carucci
Artist’s Statement on Closer
They are normally ink drawings. Figments. Drawn on napkins. Scraps of paper. Sketchbooks. Walls. Last night I was asked if it is to do with a nervousness. A nervousness of nakedness. Perhaps it was born from that…There are womanly qualities in every man. So it’s hard to identify something in a woman that is not simply part of the balances and imbalances of being a human. I like an observant human.
- Rachel Sermanni on her Naked Ladies sketches.
But in America and South Africa, and countries around the globe, we cannot allow our progress to cloud the fact that our work is not done. The struggles that follow the victory of formal equality and universal franchise may not be as filled with drama and moral clarity as those that came before, but they are no less important. For around the world today, we still see children suffering from hunger, and disease; run-down schools, and few prospects for the future. Around the world today, men and women are still imprisoned for their political beliefs; and are still persecuted for what they look like, or how they worship, or who they love.
We, too, must act on behalf of justice. We, too, must act on behalf of peace. There are too many of us who happily embrace Madiba’s legacy of racial reconciliation, but passionately resist even modest reforms that would challenge chronic poverty and growing inequality. There are too many leaders who claim solidarity with Madiba’s struggle for freedom, but do not tolerate dissent from their own people. And there are too many of us who stand on the sidelines, comfortable in complacency or cynicism when our voices must be heard.
nah m8 don’t worry my legs broke down and i forgot how to use them to get out of bed in the morning so i just hid under my duvet for the last month and a half.
a shout out to the sunset yesterday and today in london, you were A+ and made me walk across the street without looking first because your beauty > life/death decisions.
omg and got the dreamiest internship offer today after i emailed, they were my first choice uhhhhh.
just spent the day reading the ‘module details’ of masters i’m interested in.
the most aroused i’ve been in a while.
When travelling in London town…
An animated film about travel etiquette (poetiquette) on the Transport Network. Part of the #TravelBetterLondon initiative.
Animation by McBess.
when we sleep together i am afraid to touch you
your body is a foreign country to me
it is spring time there
think of all the beds we have ever been in
our beds & our friends’ beds
think of want in all its forms
what we feel for each other crawls over our skin like ants
but the ants get heavier and heavier and when we
sweep them underneath the duvet
it makes the bed sag in the middle
not unlike the weight of our two bodies
we will twist ourselves into the sheets
unwind and breathe
it’s the middle of the night now
and i want you in your white t-shirt
we belong to nothing except our own desires
we pretend we own the inflatable
or regular mattresses or convertible couches
we pretend we own half the space
half is yours half is kind of mine
both halves really belong to someone else
my eyes are closed but i stare at the wall in my head
i imagine the wall and your face your back
is facing my back and i am afraid but so are you
your bed is not my bed but it can be ours
if we try or pretend for a little bit
i am a sleepy little bitch
when i turn around and lick your shoulder
in my head when my eyes are closed and i’m staring at the wall
the wall is a thousand knives pressed against your back
but still i lean into you into them
romance is embarrassing
so instead we speak in skin
you squeeze your eyelids shut
but mine are still open
i undress myself
it is morning and i pretend
like this is not the start of something.
Anonymous asked: YOURE BACK!
i live for the likes.
Hi. Um. I passed my driving test and piano exam. Okay. Cool.
After 3.5 years my Croatian knowledge has been reduced to romance, sex, swearing and insults, and how to order in mcdonalds and pancakes.