Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.

Louis Kahan

proustitute:

Georg Muche, Wolke überm Meer (Cloud Over the Sea), 1945.

(image via loeuvre-au-noir; thelittlesea)

“You come through bodies not through sunsets
and the hard strong hand of blood and flesh
holds in the palm like a sparrow
the muscle of the human heart”

— Anna Kamienska, from “Through the Body” 



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