Thursday, September 4, 2008

A Void...

(Excerpt from "A Void" written by Georges Perec and translated by Gilbert Adair)

"Waking up at work, sitting up strait blinking and purblind - oh what was that thing I was meant to do?"


















"Words without pronunciation, signification or transcription"













"An intuition, a vacillation frisson of illumination - but a sign, alas, that would last an instant only to vanish for good"


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