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There Are No Bodies in the Holy Instant, 2022

Oversized drawings, Prismacolor pencils, pastels on sanded paper.

That kind of instant I try to repeat and prolong—when my thoughts are not tied up elsewhere—is not a compulsive form of time; it is a moment of rediscovery, which has the closeness of recollection: an instant of finding the self in the hugeness of the world. (Excerpt from Notebooks, How Can I Know Myself as An Idea, 2022 — A. F.)

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