sexta-feira, março 08, 2013

Morning at the MoMA, sketch #2

It is only when you deprive your eyes from colour and sink yourself in pure blackened dark that you will understand the meaning the secret melody the eye watering power of coloured light. Free yourself from colour and it shall be released upon your dark sensing immutable sense of seeing in an overwhelming announcement of life dark red and yellow as a blue green ever muting ever changing colour of life, which is none - and hence is all.

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