Jenny Holzer
Mar. 3rd, 2003 09:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
squirmeliaI managed to find a book about Jenny Holzer in my library. Her art is quite amazing. Here are some quotes:
'Things are so urgent now that suicide is almost obsolete.
Raise boys and girls the same way.
Protect me from what I want.
I know who you are and it does me no good at all.
The mundane is to be cherished.
You confuse me with something that is in you. I will not predict how you want to use me.
Your oldest fears are the worst ones.
There's nothing redeeming in toil.
The new disease came. I learn that time does not heal. Everything gets worse with days. I have spots like a dog. I cough and cannot turn my head. I consider sleeping with poeple I do not like. I need to lie back to front with someone who adores me. I will think more before I cannot. I love my mind when it is fucking the cracks of events. I want to tell you what I know in case it is of use. I want to go to the future please.
Abuse of power comes as no surprise.
You are trapped on the earth so you will explode.
People smell 2 deaths: regular & nuclear.
No record of joy can be like the juice that thumps through your skull when you are perfect in sex. You position your spine until it waves. Your hands run to spots that feel different. Breathing tells the person what to do. You try to stop because that is the fun. Then you squeeze and become unconscious near whomever which is the dangerous thing in the world. At the end you do not want.
You carry this sensation to the cruel places you go.
Stasis is a dream state.
Strong emotional attachment stems from basic insecurity.
I smell you on my clothes.
Planning for the future is escapism.
Loving animals is a substitute activity.
There is no one's skin under my fingernails. There is no one to watch my hair grow. No one looks at me when I walk. People want me to pay money for each thing I get. I have every kind of thought and that is no embarrassment. I look at myself when I bathe. What I give to all the people who do not want to live with me is arithmetic. I count infants and predict their days. I subtract people killed for one reason or another. I guess the new reasons and project their efficacy. I decorate my numbers and circulate them.
Moderation kills the spirit.
Confusing yourself is a way to stay honest.Boredom makes you do crazy things.
Ambivalence can ruin your life.
I was sick from acting normal. I watched replays of the war. When nothing happened I closed a zone where I exert control. I formed a government that is as welcome as sex. I am good to people until they do something stupid. I stop the habitual mistakes that make fate. I give people time so they feel their lives moving over their skins. I want a larger arena. I tease with the possibility of my absence.'
'Things are so urgent now that suicide is almost obsolete.
Raise boys and girls the same way.
Protect me from what I want.
I know who you are and it does me no good at all.
The mundane is to be cherished.
You confuse me with something that is in you. I will not predict how you want to use me.
Your oldest fears are the worst ones.
There's nothing redeeming in toil.
The new disease came. I learn that time does not heal. Everything gets worse with days. I have spots like a dog. I cough and cannot turn my head. I consider sleeping with poeple I do not like. I need to lie back to front with someone who adores me. I will think more before I cannot. I love my mind when it is fucking the cracks of events. I want to tell you what I know in case it is of use. I want to go to the future please.
Abuse of power comes as no surprise.
You are trapped on the earth so you will explode.
People smell 2 deaths: regular & nuclear.
No record of joy can be like the juice that thumps through your skull when you are perfect in sex. You position your spine until it waves. Your hands run to spots that feel different. Breathing tells the person what to do. You try to stop because that is the fun. Then you squeeze and become unconscious near whomever which is the dangerous thing in the world. At the end you do not want.
You carry this sensation to the cruel places you go.
Stasis is a dream state.
Strong emotional attachment stems from basic insecurity.
I smell you on my clothes.
Planning for the future is escapism.
Loving animals is a substitute activity.
There is no one's skin under my fingernails. There is no one to watch my hair grow. No one looks at me when I walk. People want me to pay money for each thing I get. I have every kind of thought and that is no embarrassment. I look at myself when I bathe. What I give to all the people who do not want to live with me is arithmetic. I count infants and predict their days. I subtract people killed for one reason or another. I guess the new reasons and project their efficacy. I decorate my numbers and circulate them.
Moderation kills the spirit.
Confusing yourself is a way to stay honest.Boredom makes you do crazy things.
Ambivalence can ruin your life.
I was sick from acting normal. I watched replays of the war. When nothing happened I closed a zone where I exert control. I formed a government that is as welcome as sex. I am good to people until they do something stupid. I stop the habitual mistakes that make fate. I give people time so they feel their lives moving over their skins. I want a larger arena. I tease with the possibility of my absence.'