“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…”
Sunday, July 29, 2012
Francesca Woodman: Personal Journal
Entries from the personal journal of the young talented artist - photographer - Francesca Woodman.