
“I like the generosity of numbers.
The way, for example,
they are willing to count
anything or anyone …”
(M. Cornish in Numbers)
Oupeye (B)
"Picture and text are showing the transitory character of reality"
"All things uncomely and broken, all things worn out and old, The cry of a child by the roadway, the creak of a lumbering cart, The heavy steps of the ploughman, splashing the wintry mould, Are wronging your image that blossoms a rose in the deeps of my heart." (W.B. Yeats in The rose in my heart) Liège (B)
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