Un Peu Plus

Francesca Woodman, Swan Song, 1978

Francesca Woodman, Space2, Providence, 1975/6

Francesca Woodman, House #3, Providence, 1975/6

". . . Perhaps my life is nothing but an image of this kind; perhaps I am doomed to retrace my steps under the illusion that I am exploring, doomed to try and learn what I should simply recognize, learning a mere fraction of what I have forgotten. . . . I myself shall continue living in my glass house where you can always see who comes to call, where everything hanging from the the ceiling and on the walls stays where it is as if by magic, where I sleep nights in a glass bed, under glass sheets, where who I am will sooner or later appear etched by a diamond. . ." Andre Breton, Nadja

The Soul in Limbo

Man Ray, Rayograph, 1922

"All I know is that this substitution of persons stops with you, because nothing can be substituted for you and because for me it was for all eternity that this succession of terrible or charming enigmas was to come to an end at your feet.

You are not an enigma for me.

I say that you have turned me from enigmas forever."

Andre Breton, Nadja, 1928