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Macaria, fotonovela para la revista “Capricho”,
ca. 1970
Antonio Caballero
Riverside Drive at 83rd St., New York, 1914
Paul Strand
Bareback Riders, 1886
W.H. Brown
Unable to sleep, I spent the whole night seeing her figure all
by itself
And seeing it always in ways different from when I see her in
person.
I fashion thoughts from my memory of how she is when she
talks to me,
And in each thought she's a variation on her likeness.
To love is to think.
And from thinking of her so much, I almost forget to feel.
I don't really know what I want, even from her, and she's all I
think of.
My distraction is as large as life.
When I feel like being with her,
I almost prefer not being with her,
So as not to have to leave her afterwards.
And I prefer thinking about her, because I'm a little afraid of
her as she really is.
I don't really know what I want, and I don't even want to
know what I want.
All I want is to think her.
I don't ask anything of anyone, not even of her, except to let
me think.
Fernando Pessoa
July 10,1930
The Yellow Curtain, ca. 1893
Edouard Vuillard
Allegretto, ca. 1921
Cleo Damianakes
Cray, ca. 1883-84
William Morris