when one discovers the soul of form...
"sound, therefore, is the soul of form, which only comes alive through sound and which works from inside out." wassily kandinsky, 1912
Labels: accordion, blurs, cabinet photo, kandinsky, RPPC
Monday, April 27, 2009
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2 Comments:
So the circle is not made by the edges of the lens, but by sound waves vibrating out from the irrepressible accordionist?
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