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Dialogue with L. Spilliaert, Zelfportret met spiegel

The traveller, a dialogue with L. Spilliaert. The light is entirely artificial and serves in essence only the shadows. A man looks at us with penetrating eyes but then again his look seems lifeless. He is clearly on the way but his final destination is unknown. Is this beginning or end, meeting or farewell?

The traveller

The Traveller

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