“I ask you:
– What is the weight of light?“
– Clarice Lispector
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– What are the colours of time?
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– When does the inside become the outside?
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– When does the local become – the universal?
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– Where does the sky begin?
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– What is the taste of place?
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– Who watches the watcher?
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– Where is the coldness of the sun?
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– What is the gravity of the moon?
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Where is the future of freedom?
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– What is the distance of love?
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Opening quote from Clarice Lispector’s The Hour of the Star.
The photos of the Berlin Wall are from an inter-railing trip in the late 1980s. It was a coincidence to rediscover them in an old shoebox on the day that it was announced Lou Reed had died. I can still vividly recall a lurid, orange BASF cassette being pressed into my hand in the school playground. “Listen to this!” It was a recording of Rock n Roll Animal. Things changed.
I can still remember a number of the cassettes that travelled in the rucksack on that inter-railing adventure. Berlin was certainly one of them.
Now playing: Lou Reed – Berlin. RIP LR.
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