Walter Benjamin, Martin Kippenberger, Tristan Tzara, Johannes Itten und Rose Selavy and Co.

Even your names alone are something poetic, erotic, and exciting to me.
These are the people I mention to recharge myself.
My beautiful reference in an exhilarating conversation.
I should be drinking cocktails at a bar counter.
There should be songs named after you and books filled only with pictures of your faces and poetic interventions.
I want to use them as my chimeras and create an exciting work of art from them, one where my name can never be mentioned.

Women are not geniuses.
Women are merely readymades and mediators for the museum.
Images of women can be equated with the treatment of non-European art, children's drawings, folk art, pre-antique works, and other travel sketches made by artists in the age of imperialism and colonialism.
Invisibility was yesterday.

I would like to sleep with them, and then I wouldn’t have to think anymore about this body, my authenticity, or the function awaiting me, because otherwise, I’ll die alone. My passivity was ultimately only an act, and thus it could never be considered sexy.