NOTHING! VOILA! ICI!
IMMOBILE! ANON!
Light has painted light with the children of the hour.
We are all marked men marked by time and circumstance
and wishes and want. There is no forgetting that which
is gone - for the endless story lines all just go on.
There is no parking of the car between the lines - nor
within the lines. There is simply nowhere to go : everything
has been superseded by everything else. 'Reciprocal!
Use a Rembrandt as an ironing board! Let Art do for you what
you have done for Art! Nothing! Voila! Ici! Immobile! Anon!'
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