søndag 21. mars 2010

Pablo Picasso

 

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
What is a face, really? Its own photo? Its make-up? Or is it a face as painted by such or such painter? That which is in front? Inside? Behind? And the rest? Doesn't everyone look at himself in his own particular way? Deformations simply do not exist.


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