Friday, October 8, 2021

Francesca Woodman "Polka Dots" (1975-76)


If I could use one word to describe my existence so far it would be "undone."

The world doesn't see me clearly. I don't see myself clearly.

I'm a dark smudge, indiscernible. 

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Thursday, October 7, 2021

i am made up of the shadows of other people



Francesca Woodman, Untitled (Self-portrait with chair), 1977-1978

the witch puts you in the corner
and you 
like the others
become a ghost 

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