Art is a journey into the most unknown thing of all - oneself. Nobody knows his own frontiers… I don’t think I’d ever want to take a road if I knew where it led.
Louis Kahan
Louis Kahan
AWARENESS (11)
Your fingers are made of shadow,
Your skin: of light.
Your touch is the tear of a laughter.
You whisper:
Life doesn’t know what opposites are
Because it lives within them.



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Yurakucho, from the series: ‘Tokyo the ’50s’, 1954-1958silver print, printed 199432,7 x 21,7cm](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m0024fWlER1qahuhjo1_1280.jpg)
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Within the walls #22, Wakayama, from the series: ‘Domains’, 1957silver print, on cardboard, printed 195925 x 16,7cm](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m000zpXHPO1qahuhjo1_1280.jpg)
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Zen #26, from the series: ‘Japanesque’, 1969silver print, printed 197732,8 x 22cm](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_m000dzXPX01qahuhjo1_1280.jpg)
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