August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.
Sylvia Plath (via tat-art)
Eight years ago, at the start of his unconventional career, Mr. Chalayan, who lives in London but plans to show here from now on, buried some fabric in his backyard. He wanted to see how it would look decomposed. Awful, as anyone then might have told him.
"Chalayan Peels Away Time, Layer by Layer", Cathy Horyn, The New York Times, 9 October 2001.
Jenny Holzer’s famous truism “Protect me from what I want” renders in a very precise way the fundamental ambiguity of the hysterical position. It can either be read as an ironic reference to the standard male chauvinist wisdom that a woman, when left to herself, gets caught in the self-destructive fury, so that she must be protected from herself by the benevolent male domination: “Protect me from the excessive self-destructive desire in me that I myself am not able to dominate.” Or it can be read in a more radical way, as pointing towards the fact that in today’s patriarchal society, woman’s desire is radically alienated, that she desires what men expect her to desire, that she desires to be desired by men. In this case, “Protect me from what I want” means “What I want, precisely when I seem to formulate my authentic innermost longing, is already imposed on me by the patriarchal order that tells me what to desire, so the first condition of my liberation is that I break up the vicious cycle of my alienated desire and learn to formulate my desire in an autonomous way.”
Slavoj Žižek | How To Read Lacan (via laxisme)