8 days to go: the Sculptor Sinks, Things, Sings

The line of the horizon. A perception of surface takes place through sinking, split and interconnected. Everything there comes to an end, but what I’m writing to you goes on. Time is sealed into our materials and these surfaces, punctured by our ongoing conversation. It goes on.


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