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

Sculpture of a hand: Hand; 1947  ; From the book: Alberto Giacometti / photographed by Herbert Matter ; text by Mercedes Matter ; foreword by Louis Finkelstein ; with an introduction by Andrew Forge; New York : Abrams; 1987; Cropped print; page 68-69.

Herbert Matter Photograph Collection



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