| He turned: from the world inside himself, into the silence. Distorted: from the world – stooping inside himself, in silence. For a moment there was silence and time. Fractured, deflected. Angry, offending, offended and loving, his body supported, then repudiated – again and again returning into his solitude, where he is not alone. Maybe he is not alone. Pictures about returning and turning away, about coexistence, existence, about him and about another, the other – about what you or maybe someone else calls life. Illuminated internal existence – invisible colours: veiled faces, exposed body. Temporary solace. Silence, space, recess. |
