The Way

The way a circle is a line without story / The way democracy is a lost Butoh / The way our eyes dilate when the sun has found a hobby / The way the moon sold its dictionary to save the trees/ The way water evaporates even if it has nowhere to go/ The way the earth tilts in favour of the believing / The way knowing and not knowing always sleep together

Exhibition at Port Art and Design Tsuyama, Japan

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