The collection in Italian " I Quaderni della Notte " offers a poem about eternity. The days, the nights, the seasons, our own lives, everything returns dust in the hourglass, "eater" of the passing time. The verses follow each other with elegance and at the end with a little irony, as if one had to accept the inevitable passage of time. In the engraving, the dust-beings float freely, this is the inescapable destiny of us, poor mortals.
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Poem by Barbara Carle, etching on copper by André Beuchat. Composition in Garamond movable type.
Edition on Hahnemuehle paper in fifty signed and numbered copies 1 / 50-50 / 50
