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Carsten Rene Nielsen


The contours are absorbed in different intensities of light and in the indistinct regions between light and darkness everything is clear: wax candles flicker in a changing wind. The women store their dresses away. Somebody is sneaking down the stairs in stockinged feet. In the foreground you see a boy who stares at a sun draped with heavy velvet hangings in the thousand known nuances of gray. The clouds hang far away as frail bells.

Translated from the Danish by David Keplinger

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