RE: RE: The Matter of Time – When Steel Becomes Poetry
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RE: The Matter of Time – When Steel Becomes Poetry

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I walked in spirals, feeling small, then tall, then lost, then safe. I felt the coolness of steel, the vastness of space and the passage of time.

I think that's the feeling of being in a place like that. It is an impressive work of art, I would like to know a museum like that.