She washed the corpse with tears. After the funeral was over and all the relatives had gone.She finally burst out crying: God. I’m scared! God, I’m Scared************************************History has been Revised– the rioter may become the heroWhat about...
Anew, my several weeks residence at Civitella made me notice that it was impossible to recreate the crimson of autumn leaves on the monitor, and the midnight silence in the speakers. But the time to go back to Tokyo has come “Red Square,” 2003, installation view...
