WITHIN THE CONFINES OF WHITE AND BLACK
Silvina Spravkin
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Say "marble" and one thinks of hammering and hacking, of chips flying in all directions, of the sound of chisels. Look at the sculptures by Silvina Spravkin and it seems as if the world is rid of the struggle against matter. |
Zeg marmer en u denkt aan hakken, aan wegspringende stukken steen, aan het geluid van beitels. Zie de sculpturen van Silvina Spravkin en de wereld lijkt verlost van strijd met materie. |
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