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Sunday, March 8, 2009

M. Sélavy Ascending Imaginary Stairs With Tray Of Mineral Water



KROGSTAD: I'll tell you. I want to get on my feet again, Mrs. Helmer. I want to get to the top....

[Henrik Ibsen, Tr. M. Meyer]

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Musical Cubes



FABIO: For God's sake, Maurizio, what the hell do I care about Descartes?

MAURIZIO: Let me finish! You will care, you'll see. He told me that Descartes, in examining our sense of reality, had one of the most terrifying thoughts any human being has ever had: that if our dreams had any regularity, we would no longer be able to distinguish between sleeping and waking! Have you ever noticed how disturbing it is to to have the same dream more than once? You begin to think you are dealing with something tangible, something real. Because our whole knowledge of the world hangs on this very slender thread: the re-gu-la-ri-ty of our experiences...

[Luigi Pirandello, tr. W. Murray]



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Wednesday, February 4, 2009