A shell is built from the inside out. A visual analysis of the space inside
Poem found in The Poetics of Space, Gaston Bachelard
So now I have become a decorative drawing
Sentimental scrolls
Coiling spirals
An organized surface in black and white
An yet I just heard myself breathe
Is it really a drawing
Is it really I.
Pierre Albert Birot
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