Giovanni Fioretto, artist, painter, scene

I remember I was crying
Over people dying;
Their bones turn to dust
And nothingness.
The dust had taken its toll
It was choking my soul;
I fought my disgust
And carried the lifeless.
Antonin Artaud

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L'homme ècorchè
Buddha
Boundless Faces
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Madama Butterfly
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