If only our mediocre brains were able to embalm our memories! But they aren’t easy to preserve. The most delicate ones shrivel away, the most voluptuous ones rot. The most delicious ones are the most dangerous in the long run.
Andre Gide.
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Studio.
Beginning.
In order to understand, I destroyed myself.
Fernando Pessoa.
Chaim Soutine. Carcass of Beef, 1925.
Mathew Tudor 