Madame Edwarda

Madame Edwarda : Georges Bataille / René Magritte

I remembered my desire for scandal − or rather, that it would be necessary, at all costs, to be scandalous that night. I could hear laughter over the tumult of voices, reaching me through the lights and the smoke. But nothing mattered anymore. I took Madame Edwarda in my arms, and she smiled at me. … Continue reading →