Night Traveling, Day Dreaming, while Mapping my Escapisms, Tracing Love
TIBOR HONTY. Fiction Game, Prague 1952, Gelatin silver print
What is this fiction game? Help, this poet is having a visually dense moment. :)
for me it feels like a fictional light and form game, the sun/moon in the sky, the reflection of it in form with the kids game. the eco of this mystic round figure in the sky that keeps repeating it self several times at the image, sometimes in concrete way, and at times like a vague presence, a ghostly presence...one wonder with what ball are these kids are playing, is it the huge round monumental dark ball the hovers them? or is it the sun/moon? or is it this ghost like circle of light....
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