Colour comes to us from beyond the world. It is the loveliest of mysteries. The ship that sails towards those coloured skies carries with it our hopes and dreams.
Monday, 31 May 2010
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"Taste redness, smell lulling white winds"
From: Sun by Egon Schiele (1890 - 1918)
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