I’ve been reading Exquisite Pain by the artist and photographer Sophie Calle and finished a few weeks ago. It is a deeply sensitive and poignant book about loves gained, loves lost and emotional life experiences. In the book on each of the left pages, Calle talks about a lost love of her own, revealing a little more of the story each time the page is turned. On the opposite pages are the inputs from from her friends. This was my favourite. I found it harrowingly emotional to read the first time round and it still touches me when I read it now. It’s pinned on my wall above my bed to remind me of how fortunate I am.
[ photocopied and scanned from the book 'Exquisite Pain' published by Thames & Hudson ]