Francesca Woodman: Personal Journal

Entries from the personal journal of the young talented artist - photographer - Francesca Woodman.

• “Am I in the picture? Am I getting in or out of it? I could be a ghost, an animal or a dead body, not just this girl standing on the corner…?”

• “I was inventing a Language for people to see…” (last journal entry. January 19, 1981)

• “Then at one point I did not need to translate the notes; they went directly to my hands” (1976)

• “Real things don’t frighten me just the ones in my mind do.”

  
  
  

• “I finally managed to try to do away with myself, as neatly and concisely as possible…. I would rather die young leaving various accomplishments, some work, my friendship with you, and some other artifacts intact, instead of pell-mell erasing all of these delicate things.”

• “I feel like I am floating in plasma
  I need a teacher or a lover
  I need someone to risk being involved with me.
  I am so vain
  and I am so masochistic.
  How can they coexist?”

• “THIS ACTION THAT I FORESEE
  has nothing to do with melodrama
  It is that life as lived by me now is a series of exceptions…
  I was (am?) not unique but special.
  This is why I was an artist…”