sculpture is not about leaving; we are the impossible now; the outside has less meaning when the inside is open; i live inside your mouth it’s filthy in here (from UNUNTRUISMS, by Penny Goring) Photo by P. Ines, © copyright 2014
I wish the sea was nearer than its own distant memory. I wished the freshness was closer to my feet so that one eager step was sufficient to overcome muteness (from HELIOS, by F. Bianco) Photo by P. Ines, © copyright 2014
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