Stoke, 2013

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By ghost, everything that has just died out will rise again; every moment that has just drifted away will come back again.

TI 872, 1998

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Our house is our first universe. It is our first world.

Going, 1996 - 2002

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Home is never been here nor used to be there.

A Place, 2008

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Even if the world - where we’re held back by others - is not going to last, I still have a place to go.

Rising, 1999 - 2000

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We are mere star stuff, caught with each others in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the Earth.

Looking, 1997 - 2000

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All will pass: our achievements and failures, loves and hatred, religions and science, but this will remain: the wonderer looking into the distance, the mist rising over the sea horizon.

Waiting, 1998 - 1999

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There is a seed under the snow waiting to become a rose. I come to water it day by day, watch it and waiting it to grow every day, then I come to know, this is love.

Twenties, 2006

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When you are eighty and dying, What is left from your twenties?

Dust, 2008

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What is it for when the complexity of being reduces into atoms of dust in science, philosophy, arts, and poetry?

Kirby, 2007

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If we could see the origins We may understand; If we could return We may remember.

Slow, 2007

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In 2007, Plymouth Arts Centre's curatorial programme explores the idea of Slowness as a critical method and metaphor for contemporary art and curatorial practice.

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