Sunday

everything is nice

I saw this a while ago while I was out buying wool. I made me wonder who put it up it is such a lovely image and so sad.

I remember reading a quote by truman capote where he said. 'her writing sounds as though it has been first been written in a foreign language and then translated into english'. I love the idea of a such a striking dislocation, even yourself and even your own language.

I went back to find it again the other day but it had been taken down.

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