Is my face a mirror of my soul? I can see my hands, my legs, but I can not see my own face. So how can I understand what happens in me? I can take a looking-glass and see a tired man in it. And that is all. No information, only a touch of glance to the surface. I take a sheet of paper and a pencil, and every thing from inside of me begins to reflect on the smooth surface of the paper. /S.Hrapov/
2024 - exlibris / 185 - 189 /
(185) Johnny Mann “Invisible” C3\C5 14,8 X 19,7
(186) Klaus Rodel “Sonnet” C3\C5\C7 11,0 X 15,5
(187) Yasuhiko Aoki “War” C3\C5 14,9 X 17,0
(188) Masahito Sakamoto “Seeker” C3\C5 11,0 X 15,7
