The feelings that hurt most, the emotions that sting most, are those that are absurd -
The longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible; nostalgia for what never was;
the desire for what could have been; regret over not being someone else; dissatisfaction with the world’s existence.
All these half-tones of the soul’s consciousness create in us a painful landscape, an eternal sunset of what we are.
Francesca Woodman - Untitled, Providence, Rhode Island, 1975 – 1978