for collection P.S. – january 26th
– And about two dreams on the pillow, they intersect and escape so one draws out a
dagger and another entrusts the commandments to the flute
– I don´t get the meaning
– Nor do I, my language is shrapnel
When violence kills trust, art is the space where trust in the other, and by the extension of one´s being in the world, can reemerge.
Art in a Time of Atrocity – Bracha E.Ettinger
preparations for prints collection P.S. – january 2nd