Books
It’s you I love , she wanted to say. I want us to get married. She touched his shin with her fingers. I even love your shins.
– Pretend I’m Dead
In his review of Intra-Venus, Hannah's posthumous show, Ralph Rugoff describes the artist's startling photos of her naked cancer-ridden body as "a deeply thrilling venture into narcissism." As if the only possible reason for a woman to publically reveal herself could be self-therapeutic. As if the point was not to reveal the circumstances of one's own objectification.
Chris Kraus, I Love Dick
"The gangs of girls marched into where we lived like they were welcome. (And, to be fair, they had been once…) They knew from how they’d known us then where we kept what was dear to us. They knew where we hid our special secrets. "
-Rebecca Brown, “The Ruined City” from The Terrible Girls
"I feared her gaze—she made people feel like the only ones in the room. I wanted to feel fractional."
–Chelsea Hodson, Pity the Animal
"Have you ever had your heart broken? It’s something that instills a great sense of dread, and it colours everything that happens afterwards in an endless, linear, slow motion. And I hate linearity. It bores everyone."
-Trisha Low, The Compleat Purge
