Tiempo de lectura: 0 minutos
Galería Mascota, Ciudad de México
10 de noviembre de 2017 – 5 de enero de 2018
Out of my mind the golden ointment rained,
And my ears made the blowing hymns they heard.
I was myself the compass of that sea:
I was the world in which I walked, and what I saw
Or heard or felt came not but from myself:
And there I found myself more truly and more strange.
Excerpt Tea at the Palaz of Hoon by Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)