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

