Blue

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Poem in automatic writing about « Blue »
Is the world began, or is it an imaginary space, built from a logical matrix ? What we will never see is actually very colorful and joyful. From the sky comes a building, dedicated to the dream. Unfolded folds illuminated in the unheard-of night of a gaze that lives again. Living shadows. Fifteen “numerical paintings”. When an architecture made of glass reveals its intrinsic abstraction. Nothing happens, and yet everything happens. I sink into you. Gilles Deleuze challenges the traditional conception of time as a simple succession of instants.

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