sexta-feira, 13 de fevereiro de 2009

to [not] want.

I am tired from changing planes so often. waiting in the waiting rooms, bus stations, train stations, airports.

I am tired of waiting for endless passport controls.

fast shopping malls in shopping malls.

I am tired of more career decisions: museum and galllery openings, endless receptions, standing around with a glass of plain water, pretending that I am interested in conversation.

I am tired of my migrane attacks.

lonely hotel room, room service, long distance telephone calls, bad tv movies.

I am tired of always falling in love with the wrong man.

I am tired of being ashamed of my nose being too big, of my ass being too large, ashamed about the war in yugoslavia.

I want to go away, somethere so far that I am unreachable by fax or telephone.

I want to get old, really old so that nothing matters any more.

I want to understand and see clearly what is behind all of this.

I want not to want anymore.

marina abramovic,1996. dallas, usa.

retirado d'aqui.

fotografia de skye parrott.

3 comentários:

ana... disse...

é aqui que se assina por baixo?...

menina limão disse...

apaixonei-me por esse texto há algum tempo, mas não me lembro onde o li. adoro essa mulher.

uma nuvem de saias. disse...

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