Pencil on paper
65cm x 50cm
© 2009 Tammy Lu
“groping for a switch–he hit it
and the room sprang towards him
At what point does one say of a man
that he has become unreal?
We would think ourselves continuous with the world if we did not have moods
It is state-of-mind that discloses to us
(Heidegger claims) that we are beings that have been thrown into something else.
Something else than what?”
Anne Carson, Autobiography of Red (1998)