Solo show opening at Whatiftheworld
19 September 09h30- 14h00
A hemisphere resting on a horizon
by Anna Stielau
Do not all charms fly
At the mere touch of cold philosophy?
There was an awful rainbow once in heaven:
We know her woof, her texture; she is given
In the dull catalogue of common things.
Philosophy will clip an Angel’s wings,
Conquer all mysteries by rule and line,
Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine—
Unweave a rainbow […]
John Keats, Lamia, Part II (1820)