72.

Are there any traces of them?
They are barely there. The traces are within the room. Meaning is carried when entering the room. It depends on the viewer to foresee.

What else?
The destruction of memory.

What else?
The destruction of judgement.

What about the music?
It is also a broken memory, playing on repeat.

Frank Hauschildt and Fette Sans of Du bist Agatha, ich bin Ulrich installation
View entire statement here.

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About Amber Donofrio

A recent college grad, writer, contemporary art enthusiast, avid reader, baker, writing tutor, blogger, and aspiring art critic (among other goals).
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