"One day I was looking at the red flower patterns of the tablecloth on a table, and when I looked up I saw the same pattern covering the ceiling, the windows and the walls, and finally all over the room, my body and the universe. I felt as if I had begun to self-obliterate, to revolve in the infinity of endless time and the absoluteness of space, and be reduced to nothingness. As I realized it was actually happening and not just in my imagination, I was frightened…" - Y. Kusama
Wish I could be at Yayoi Kusama's exhibit at the Padiglione d'Arte Contemporanea, Milan. It's there 'till february 14th.
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