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'The Lucky Star' illustrated by J. J. Grandville, 1849

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paul tristam hillier

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'the horoscope' by marcel jean, 1937 in fashion + surrealism - richard martin (1987)

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Hans Bellmer, “La Poupée,” 1933-36

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Cemetery, Juchitán, Oaxaca (Cementerio, Juchitán, Oaxaca) 1992

Graciela Iturbide

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A piece of work Have you ever been told you’re a piece of work? I have, so of course, I wonder if I’m a gem in a mine, difficult to get to, a cog on an endlessly rolling conveyor belt, a painstaking placement of surgical instruments, a backbreaking digging of a ditch, a soul-crushing excel file, an emotional journey into therapy, a sculpture all curvy and light frozen in time, an abstract painting with my face mangled like my thoughts, a daydream interrupting life, or some other work not yet defined?

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Young Man in Churchyard (1938)

— by Peter Weiss

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Wings of Desire (Der Himmel über Berlin) (1987) - dir. Wim Wenders

Time heals all, but what if time itself is the disease?

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'Shephards of White Dwarfs' by Barbara Sobczynska

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Knee deep in sand,

It is endless.

Until a mirage?

No -

A village, with shops.

I'm lost, which way?

She laughs,

That's not allowed.

The sun sets on the desert

And I'm cold.

Left wandering forever.

Never closer.

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Henry Fuseli, Evening thou Bringest All; 1802

Edward Hopper, Evening Wind, Drawing for etching, 1921

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The storms have damned me

To be endless wanderer

Even the soft breeze

Pushes me

Over

I walk gently

Always further

My heart beats steady

Becoming estranged

To bend

Who I am

I am tired

Yet I am

Child of the wind

And with chaos within

I arrive

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Bilal Al-Shams, Sacrifice