inspired by the painting of Claire Tabouret
Huidhonger (skin hunger)
To speak about this piece, I should probably start by the end. When the boy is alone and left behind in front of the spectator. Oscar Wilde said that we destroy the thing we love the most and it's often true. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to and love leaves exactly when love must. I wonder where it is going. This piece speaks about love, its beauty and its cruelty.
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