re: dave - farewell to arms
But is it art? (or why cant they paint pictures of flowers?)
Snow White and The Madness of Truth 17/01 - 07/02 Plats: Historiska Museet Installation
Once upon a time in the middle of winter and three drops of blood fell as white as snow, as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony and the red looked beautiful upon the white like a weed in her heart until she had no peace day and night I will run away into the wild forest, and never come home again and she ran over sharp stones and through thorns and was about to pierce Snow White's innocent heart The wild beasts will soon have devoured you "Yes", said Snow White, "with all my heart" Run away, then, you poor child as white as snow, as red as blood, and her hair was as black as ebony And many people are indeed crying: the Zer Aviv family, the Almog family, and all the relatives and friends of the dead and the wounded and the red looked beautiful upon the white
