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Index card 023 - Blue is my favorite color
Bluets by Maggie Nelson

“Suppose I were to begin by saying that I had fallen in love with a color. Suppose I were to speak this as though it were a confession; suppose I shredded my napkin as we spoke. It began slowly. An appreciation, an affinity.”

Bluets is written with passion, honesty, and intelligence. It's not about the color blue but about a feeling we all know very well: losing someone we love. It is about letting go, the pain our desires cause us, and how we deal with the preponderance of the feeling we associate with the color blue in our black-and-white life. This lovely piece of art evades definition: it's not a novel, a poem, or an essay. It is a letter to one, a compendium of painful confessions, a murmur,
or paraphrasing Maggie, words that are written in water.

Blue is not my favorite color. It's probably green. But after reading Bluets, something happened inside me: I started using blue ink instead of my regular black one. During a visit to the desert, I stayed up all night to admire the different shades of blue from dusk to dawn. In one of my notebooks, I wrote the changes in the color of the sea from summer to winter. I started collecting blue memories. After reading Maggie Nelson, my world is bluer.

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A book can also exist as an autonomous and self-sufficient form, including perhaps a text that emphasizes that form, a text that is an organic part of that form: here begins the new art of making books. (Ulises Carrion)

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