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There in front of us, lays an alley which has no road to border, however, it still evokes an old bypass with wrinkled side strips.
The imaginary road ascents a little, revealing no more landscape, so the feeling of standing at the foot of the end of the world is admittible.
The light coming out of a garage is woven out of fine thread – it pours in a grey landscape covered with plastic trees that cast…woven shadows.
Michael Raedecker
Ins and Outs (acrylic and thread on canvas)
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