Yves Klein. 1959
I'm drowning in the deeps,
floating anchorless in the vast night sky.
(Don't try to rescue me.)
There are some blues a soul can get lost in.
(There are blues that rise like the cry of the cello.
There are blues that fall like the faintness of a breath.)
There is a blue that contains the whole universe.
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| Isabelle Leclercq, Gousses. |
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| Clockwise from left: Carlos Versluys; Suzanne Altzweig; Steven Heinemann, Residuum. |
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| Erna Aaltonen |
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| Atelier Katsumi |
Lost and Found
We lose ourselves in the things we love.
We find ourselves there too.
~Kristin Martz
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