https://www.tate.org.uk/art/artists/sir-jacob-epstein-1061
Bronze blackened by fingers,tactile traces,three dimensional visual joy.Ideas from a prison freed ,imagination illumed displayed forever as movement in still life.Touch a dream,for and by us ,be touched
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