Those Floating Weightless Images (auch ein guter Bandname)

Charlotte Roche ist der Grund, warum ich mich gerade oft freue, wenn ich eine Zeitung aufschlage. Ich weiß noch nicht, ob ich ihr Buch lesen werde, aber dass die Kampagne zur Veröffentlichung desselben alle Medien durchdrungen hat, ist herrlich, denn so kann man viele, viele, viele kluge Interviews mit ihr lesen.

Und zur Feier des Tages hier noch ein schönes Zitat von Naomi Wolf:

“Until recently, the locus of sexual fantasy was peopled with images actually glimpsed or were sensations actually felt, and private imaginings taken from suggestions in the real world, a dream well where weightless images from it floated, transformed by imagination.

[...] Lucky men and women are able to keep a pathway clear to that dreamwell, peopling it with scenes and images that meet them as they get older, created with their own bodies’ mingling with other bodies; they choose a lover because a smell from a coat, a way of walking, the shape of a lip, belong in their imagined interior and resonate back in time and deep in the bones that recall childhood and early adolescent imagination. The locus of fantasy of a lucky man holds no robots; of a lucky woman, no predators; they reach adulthood with no violence in the garden.”

(The Beauty Myth, 1991)