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i am an eXperiment. a Syncopated word & image coLLage imported from Our minD sEnse-thoUght collective stream. a trial 2 eXpress the aRhythmia & the off beat that lies in-betwEEn the bond made of: imAge narrative & senSation. an aEsthetic act and aim of WondeR in the search for a CRaCK. as for if anything eXists at all it exisTs i n - b e T w e e n.
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    And The End of ALL Our eXploring

    The moment of the rose and the moment of the yew-tree
    Are of equal duration. A People without history
    Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern
    Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails
    On a winter’s afternoon in a secluded chapel
    History is now and England.

    With the drawing of this Love and the voice of this

    We shall not cease from exploration
    And the end of all our exploring
    Will be to arrive where we started
    And know the place for the first time.

    Through the unknown, remembered gate

    When the last of earth left to discover

    Is that which was the beginning;

    At the source of the longest river

    The voice of the hidden waterfall

    And the children in the apple-tree

    Not known, because not looked for 

    But heard, half-heard, in the stillness

    Between two waves of the sea.

    text : T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets (a series of four poems originally published in 1942)
    the text quoted here is an excerpt from Little Gidding, Quartet No.4, Chapter V
    online full text :

    image : Aiko Tezuka "Rewoven" (2005)
    This artwork was submitted to the art competition “VOCA 2005", Japan,
    and from then on performed in varied venues in Japan and Germany.
    the last image is taken from "Rewoven", Abu Dhabi ver. (2018)

    Aiko Tezuka website
    Artist statement titled : "What to reweave?"

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