Aura Rosenberg
The Bull, The Girl + The Siegessäule
26 November–20 January, 2022
What do you see of the day but night
You are afraid of the echo
Knowing without words, the thing itself affixed to the heart, shelters us from its image like a shield
Missing Souvenir
Oh harmoniuos present! Exultant reflecting point in a continuum!
My dreams sharpened by horns
I want to penetrate men's dreams, their secret heavens and remote stars, those called upon when dawn and destiny are at play
It is not with eyes that one confronts a myth
You seem to look right through me
As in every mirror, there's someone who knows and waits
