Paris Photo Diary: Cy Twombly, Olafur Eliasson, Invader & Cerith Wyn Evans

“If we could walk inside our own horizon, the world would appear as closed off as a cave, as reflective as a mirror, and as ephemeral as light. For me, the horizon is not a line, it’s a dimension. Questioning one’s own horizon requires us to question linearity and create a new horizon.” – Olafur Eliasson on Inside the Horizon at Fondation Louis Vuitton.

“I have always thought “Twombly” ought to be (if it isn’t already) a verb, as in twombly: (vt.): to hover thoughtfully over a surface, tracing glyphs and graphs of mischievous suggestiveness, periodically touching down amidst discharges of passionate intensity. Or, then again, perhaps a noun, as in twombly (n.): A line with a mind of its own.” – Simon Schama.

A photo diary of living in Paris xx

Cy Twombly, Centre Pompidou, Paris
Cy Twombly, Centre Pompidou

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