. Dried pigment that no longer holds any responsibility for questions of causality or truth. Depending on the angle of vision, we will have to move the frame to accommodate the fullness of the unrelenting storm of history. This is the threat of the past. Details reach us in broken pieces. The totality of the unlicensed reproductions of these pictures fails. Beauty is an ugly thing.
piece of paper for permanence or dust. Without you. This is self imposed. this refusal. i am trying to keep from the language of the desperate heart. Unfixed. Permanently bare.
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