All my life I've tried to understand the secret of shapes, not the tangible ones, but their mystical twins — unveiled to the soul in her flight. I tried to understand their enigmatic syntax. not the apparent, or being learned, which can be praised, but rather the hidden ones, which, at the right time in a random combination of numbers, unlocks the gates of sanctity. At times I was so very close, and then I forgot. Like your beauty, my consciousness is imprisoned by the tyranny of time. ← These are the Laws (detail), 2017, bronze (p. 197) )197 ' , ברונזה (עמ 2017 ,) (פרטאלו החוקים
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