“What is the meaning of life? That was all- a simple question; one that tended to close in on one with years, the great revelation had never come. The great revelation perhaps never did come. Instead, there were little daily miracles, illuminations, matches struck unexpectedly in the dark; here was one.”
― from TO THE LIGHTHOUSE By Virginia Woolf, 1927
2020年11月27日 星期五
禮拜天美術神遊 (4)：談柯布西耶的"手"：多處/印度..... 一首詩圖F. 3 Offering：直角之詩 Poem of the right angle
禮拜天美術神遊 (4)：談柯布西耶的"手"：多處/印度..... 一首詩圖F. 3 Offering：直角之詩 Poem of the right angle
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