inspired by the aesthetic of boulevard theaters a social gestus tangible optical I think Paris Brechtian Saint-Sulpice in the translation change the forms excluded allude to magnificence This is a blackout poem taken from page 17 of the introduction to Nothing in Itself: Complexions of Fashion by Herbert Blau. I have embraced (for the moment) the idea of doing […]
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