Oct 2, 2018
my face when the scanner messes up
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my face when the scanner messes up
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Spiridon MAXINDANE 2020 Papier, Acrylique
A joué au Kamut à Clichy pour Le Ménage de Caroline, Cie L’Echarpe de Colombine
„… und nichts wird bleiben, als Staub und Schlacke“ #nekrozotar #ghelderode #freilichtspiele #südtiroler #unterland #sensenmann #bühnenmensch #stimmakrobat (hier: Neumarkt) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChPeW_cNSzr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
„Doch wenn die Finsternis am tiefsten, wird das Gestirn des Schreckens aufgehen, das niemand erwartet.“ #nekrozotar #freilichtspiele #ghelderode #makabre #neumarkt #theater #davidthaler #stimmakrobat #bühnenmensch (hier: Neumarkt) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChMCvP6Nf3p/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
„Sie werden streben nach der allerhöchsten Willen“ #nekrozotar #ghelderode #makabre #freilichtspiele #südtiroler #unterland #stimmakrobat #bühnenmensch (hier: Neumarkt) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChD7nunIDQ0/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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„Noch ruhet unter dem ewigen Blau des Himmels die friedliche Natur…“ #freilichtspiele #unterland #ghelderode #dieballadevomgrossenmakabren #commediadellarte #fsu (hier: Neumarkt) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cg3ULPzIZP5/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Twilight fell on the countryside. Landscapes fled by and horses fled in reverse across the landscape. I closed my eyes on the image of horses fleeing through smoke or through foam. I was fleeing too, and I tried to remember why. The police, a woman, an enemy, the demon? No, the drama was simpler than that; I was only fleeing myself. It happens to everyone at least once to get sick of himself, of meeting his own face in the mirror. A perilous moment, because so clear is the mirror and so frozen the face that the time to flee has come; for it can explode, that culminating moment, and blow to bits both the human head and the mirror that contains it.
Michel de Ghelderode, Spells