"Mother, they’re still not sure it is a baby!"

#69 - Eraserhead
USA | 1977


Christiane F. (1981)

It seemed she could be anything she wanted,

but she didn’t want to be anything



“We’ve always watched the stars and mused about whether there are other beings who think and wonder. In a cosmic setting vast and old, beyond ordinary human understanding, we are a little lonely. In the deepest sense, the search for extraterrstrial intelligence is a search for who we are.”



A prism is only walls

My arms will not be bars

The well now is your support

In autosuggested pathways you are caught.

You came to me


I am iris and the lense

A bridge adjusting to the water water water water