What are you sighing for? What's the matter? Is it some irreparable calamity? Will we never recover? Is everything really lost?
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What are you sighing for? What's the matter? Is it some irreparable calamity? Will we never recover? Is everything really lost?
Franz Kafka, Children on a Country Road
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Why are we embarrassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?
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A Silver Moon / 2008 Designed by Wang Zhi Hong
Hazunari Kattori
Private Moon is a visual poetic installation, open for interaction with humans and space. In its unusual position within a landscape, in a stretch of open country, inside some deserted accommodation or water-cooling towers, the artificial moon sheds its light on surrounding objects and offers viewers as they arrive or occasional passers-by a chance to experience the fairytale nature of our existence
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