Who judders your guts?
I also spent some quality time with this:
"You're prompted to imaginatively inhabit these heaves of paint, investing them with your own sense of body; and yet how could you? That would mean casting off all your comportment, all your muscular control: you would be skinless, virtually shapeless. To approach these images judders the guts."
C'mon. Guess, don't google. Who judders your guts?
Right here. Ouch. That hurts.
"You're prompted to imaginatively inhabit these heaves of paint, investing them with your own sense of body; and yet how could you? That would mean casting off all your comportment, all your muscular control: you would be skinless, virtually shapeless. To approach these images judders the guts."
C'mon. Guess, don't google. Who judders your guts?
Right here. Ouch. That hurts.
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For some reason I was relieved to see this phrase didn't actually appear in a New Yorker article.
Relieved. That is curious.
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