The world is full of strangersThey are very strange
I am never going to know them
Which I find easy to arrange.
Florine Stettheimer,
Crystal Flowers
(New York: Privately Published, 1949), 59.
Portrait of Myself,
Florine Stettheimer,
1923, oil on canvas
1 comment:
I very much liked both the painting and the sentiment of the artist.
Doesn't the internet allow us to be strangers?
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