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The Artist's Husband

A lyrical and poetic attempt by an errant husband to follow his creative wife's traumatic but inspiring journey towards an exhibition

Friday, 15 February 2008

Art Lives

The day we cease our art is the day we stop stop breathing.
Posted by Badenoch at 17:45
Labels: Oxygen

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