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Beyond Thought

“I’m after what’s beyond thought.”   –  Clarice Lispector

“This series is guided with exquisite precision by the writings of the Brazilian author Clarice Lispector.

She has guided me to what I call the ‘I wish I had my camera’ moments in my life – moments of experiencing the essence of something before it is embodied in a word or image; moments ‘beyond thought’.

She found the words and I in turn have formed an image for her words. I hope these images have done justice to the power of the sensations at their source. And to Clarice Lispector.”   –  Josephine Sacabo

The Object
I am an object loved by God. And that makes flowers blossom upon my breast. He created me the same way I created the sentence I just wrote: I am an object loved by God.
The Eye 1
The Eye 2
The Writer
The Keys
The Stuffed Parrot
Refuge
I take refuge in roses.
Imitation of a Rose
Old Roses
Two Apples
I can’t sum myself up because it is impossible to add up a chair and two apples. I am a chair and two apples. And I don’t add up.”
The Window
What is a window but air framed at right angles?
Inventing Reality
I base my life upon the waking dream. I invent you, reality
The Waking Dream
The Photographer
The Dress
The whole dress seemed to be played on a harp.
Harmony
Discord
The Heart
Mirror Piece
A mirror is light. The tiniest piece of mirror is always the whole mirror.
Behind the Mirror
No I have not described a mirror; I’ve been one
A Geometry of Discord
What I want in music or what I paint or write to you are geometrical lines that cross in space and form a discordance I can understand.
Woman with Orchids
I love orchids. They are born already artificial; they are born already art.
Orchids Fading
Mutely Imploring
Perhaps it’s worth it to have been born in order to one day mutely implore and mutely receive.
The Portal
I struggle not to go beyond the portal.
Now Instant
The now instant is a firefly that turns on and off, on and off.
Butterfly
A butterfly is a petal that flies.
I am a Star
I am a star. I feel I am a star. Shattered, I am a shard of glass upon the ground.
A Shard
The Offering
White lilies pressing against the nudity of my breast. These lilies I offer to whatever hurts inside you.
White Lilies
The Scale
And you do not know how much a person weighs who has no strength.
Death
“I’m leaving,” says Death, without adding that it’s taking me along.
Darkness
Edge of the Moon
I breathed in the grand solitude of the dark and leaned over the edge of the moon.
The Portrait
I am a memory of myself.

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