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"And while Time his scythe is whetting, ere the dew from the grass has gone …" From A Floral Fantasy in an Old English Garden by Walter Crane. 1899.
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[Inexplicable images from generations ago invite us to restore the lost
sense of immediacy. We follow the founder of the Theater of
Spontaneity, Jacob Moreno, who proposed stringing together "now and then
flashes" to unfetter illusion and let imagination run free. The images
we have collected for this series came at a tremendous price, which we explained previously.] |
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