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Free Hand

Pleasure

I dreamed that my hand detached itself from my body. It began to travel, feeling and affecting everything. This was a good dream.

More Pleasure

I lied about the dream: I had it while I was awake. I wanted to explain an ideal of pleasure, the pleasure of unlimited extension.

Miró

His hand clasps a fine brush and travels. It climbs into the night sky and connects the stars into new signs of the zodiac. It plunges into the ocean to pull out an expanse of blue. It enters museums to reinvent Dutch interiors, still lifes, and portraits. It roams the earth to punctuate and order the landscape. It meets human beings and reorders their fleshy, desiring exteriors into flat and legible texts. It finds pleasure and humor in all it renders; all it wants is more surfaces to dance over. Childlike, it desires body, dog, cat, rooster, tree, sky, ocean, and food with the same intensity,

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