Monday, September 3, 2012

Active Poetry by Ewa Partum

I saw this at Tate Modern today. Here are my notes:

I love Tate Modern so much. I only meant to sit in the cafe and work, but I ended up soaking up art for hours, looking and thinking and sometimes crying and laughing. Now I feel recharged and like I can make things again. I had not even noticed that my batteries were running low...
I also bought some books, look:

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