ECHO IN THE DARK
Strangers talk.
Maybe there is something that i forget, but now i want to feel the lights shine on my face.
Try to put blame on me, really i don’t care.
In this moment i feel colours, foxy lips and fires. I feel so up. You don’t want to let me go, but be careful what you feel, love is not for ordinary people.
Strangers talk.
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BAST-ME
The gazes are dramatic, the necks are always thin and long, something seems to recall the shapes and the atmospheres of a desaturated Modì. “Bast-me” sets up portraits that follow the softness of the cold clean-cut marble, and the depth of the painting through the complementary and brilliant tones of black, white and gray.
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