#LL5 F. Scott Fitzgerald | The Great Gatsby

Have you ever had a feeling of missing someone who you know is missing you at the same time?


By thinking about this, there is a beautiful chapter reminds me the feeling:


"But his heart was in a constant, turbulent riot.


The most grotesque and fantastic conceits haunted him in his bed at night. A universe of ineffable gaudiness spun itself out in his brain while the clock ticked on the wash-stand and the moon soaked with wet light his tangled clothes upon the floor.


Each night he added to the pattern of his fancies until drowsiness closed down upon some vivid scene with an oblivious embrace."


-F. Scott Fitzgerald , The Great Gatsby


(Enjoy playing the music Bésame Mucho · Bill Evans while reading the these beautiful words...)


I wonder if the best performance of love is always inside our dream, if writing creates the fantasies we desperately entice ourselves with, if the romantic moment should lie within our unspoken words? Too many questions with too many doubts. When someone tells you they miss you without the necessity to inform you, I guess this is probably the ecstasy of self monologue.


Wolfgang Laib

Rice House, 2002-3

Red burma lacquer on wood, rice


Love is like a spiral stairs

Try to find an exit that never exits

I walk along this long corridor

Waiting for the sun to cover da horror

I run through this long corridor

Dreaming for miles but hardly running for an inch


-C'estjalice


Jitka Hanzlová

Fish Friends Flowers # 12, 2016

Archival Pigment Print


Stairs are in spiral

Love is to inspire

Falling , tumbling , we are therefore chasing one and other in an endless spiral

Turning, discovering , we are at the exit of the spiral exit that is ready for a new love spiral


La la la, la la la


-C'estjalice


Zhang Kechun

A Buddha Head in the Mountain, 2015

Archival pigment print


Whenever the wind comes, I flow with it, or else wherever the wind stays, I am there.

But now, the emotion of saying I miss you becomes...


The ripple unravels the surface without the need of the wind, I am very quietly sitting there looking at the flow. Without a word, without a smile, without anything.


Need not your guide, I stay here at the very original point. Tranquility goes around me.

Need not your miss, I will dance Waltz Magnificamente, need not you...



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