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− | <center>'''Anthea Hawtrey-O'Callaghan '''</center></font><br> | + | <center>'''“Broken places and blood and devastation. There can be beauty even in wreckage.” <br>-- Anthea Hawtrey-O'Callaghan '''</center></font><br> |
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♦ Art & Salon Culture at the Galerie de Nuit ♦ Art dealer and curator:' ♦ Ventrue ♦ UrbEx/placehacking industrial ruin
She’s wearing strictly-tailored black couture: a silk blouse, jacket with Nehru collar, a pencil skirt and knee high leather boots. She has only two kinds of adornment: her long neck is bisected with a black velvet choker, and her left hand has three glittering rings: dark metal, blue stone.
Rose with their sounding halls and rooms of breath? No, not their skeletons for those have fallen Dragging to earth The coloured muscles from a thousand walls. … The rubble that is rotting in the rain Exhales the breath of Warsaw and Pompeii, Guernica, Troy and Coventry – all cities, And every breathing building that died burning.” (Mervyn Peake)
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