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Please, No Photography in the West Galleries

1. In five white rooms styled in clinical sparse sterile modernity, bright lights (akin to futurist canons) project orbs of illumination upon the walls and around floating pedestals, egg yolks whitewashed into transparency, trapped in space, immovable like massless particles … Continue reading

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