Sometimes you find me in my room, going mad with spectres, for my mother told me to be kind to everybody. Still, I am not the Messiah I often thought I was, but isn\u2019t my duty anyway to seek after truth?<\/p>\n
Not all of us will be dazzled by her. Light exists even where it doesn\u2019t shine. The illusion of the eclipse: it is we who are hidden from the hidden light And yet, it is with pleasure, you know?, that in the late-summer night I died in Sarajevo<\/p>\n
Concept and creation<\/strong> : Gennaro Lauro Sometimes you find me in my room, going mad with spectres, for my mother told me to be kind to everybody. Still, I am not the Messiah I often thought I was, but isn\u2019t my duty anyway to seek after truth? Not all of us will be dazzled by her. Light exists even where it […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":406,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"inline_featured_image":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[23,18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-405","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-archives-residences","category-residences-1617"],"acf":[],"mb":[],"yoast_head":"\n
\nArtistic collaboration<\/strong>: Sunkyung Cho<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"