"Everything vanishes round me, and works are born as if out of the void. Ripe, graphic fruits fall off. My hand become the obedient instrument of a remote will".
Paul Klee, The Diares of Paul Klee, 1898-1918, University of California Press, 1968.
"Everything vanishes round me, and works are born as if out of the void. Ripe, graphic fruits fall off. My hand become the obedient instrument of a remote will".
Paul Klee, The Diares of Paul Klee, 1898-1918, University of California Press, 1968.
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