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Illusion

"I am a plasticine man. There are colorful paints in my insides. I run long fingers deep into myself and cling thick, sticky oil to them. I tear it out and throw it into lumps on the canvas. I smear it with my palms. I catch the perfection of my picture - I run my hands inside myself, right into my heart - and draw scarlet ... A smile on my plasticine face." / Arna Logard

From Arna Logard , Ukraine

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