Orphanhood is the fate, that artists put on like Carmen’s red dress, like Turandot`s red dress, like the nameless sculptor’s red dress to go out on a square in Venice and get lost in the crowd.
They choose to be faithful, but destroy the temple of faith. They choose to have feet off the ground, but remain constant.
They choose to fly over the circle of concepts, beliefs and convictions and never land again.
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