i mean when there are no hands in the frame,i'm left wondering where they're at.
here's amedeo modigliani(1884-1920) up for worship.just for making me look beyond frames.
i assume i also relate to the tilt of the head.people who know me might agree.
'Letters that he wrote from his 'sabbatical' in Capri in 1901 clearly indicate that he is being more and more influenced by the thinking of Nietzsche. In these letters, he advised friend Oscar Ghiglia,
"..(hold sacred all) which can exalt and excite your intelligence... (and) ... seek to provoke ... and to perpetuate ... these fertile stimuli, because they can push the intelligence to its maximum creative power." '
'Modigliani died penniless and destitute—managing only one solo exhibition in his life and giving his work away in exchange for meals in restaurants. Since his death his reputation has soared. Nine novels, a play, a documentary and three feature films have been devoted to his life.'
such terrible summations of people's lives..
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where're the handswhere're the handswhere'rethehands amedeo..
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