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Sidsel Bryde
Artist, hard working, never giving up. Abled, allthough a victim of lyme disease, late stage, chronic. Now preparing for a great exhibition, both retrospective and Right Now - totally updated.
Artist, hard working, never giving up. Abled, allthough a victim of lyme disease, late stage, chronic. Now preparing for a great exhibition, both retrospective and Right Now - totally updated.
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THE PICTURES CHOSEN BY MY BARN . =CHILDREN - NEXT AND NEXT-NEXT OF KIN.
FAVORITE OF SON. For the never- lying of love. His now. AND THIS - CASETTE I GAVE HIM, FOR THE TRUTH OF A FATHER, NEVER A LIAR. http://www.billboard.com/articles/news/68530/cashs-unearthed-box-set-unveiled And this I bought, sent to my most beloved, the son...

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I USE TO WALK ON CHURCHYEARDS
TO SEE THE STONES OF MAN DECAYED. The way we all have - the mark of death on our foreheads since our first breath, coming out of the warmth of the belly of our mothers. Some to hate the mother who let man out into a life of own battle. Hate all women, who d...

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IMAGE OF CHILDREN STUFFED INTO KING SIZE RADARANGE
CAME TO GRANDPARENTS HOME ABOUT 1947. Brought by Father. Stored in laundry room. Was on wheels, 1½ meter high, taken out into the corridor when in use. It was of stainless gray polished steel. Front consisting of a big glass-door - or window. And a panel wi...

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THE SHEEP ARE SILENCED. THE FARM SOLD. I'v lost my company. None to talk to anymore.
HERE THEY USED TO STAND. 5 friends I had in them. One was the talker. Asked me why I came. I answered in different ways, according to status of the day. Above them, the buzzard-couple and their child, were hanging - circling - looking for food. Mice. Mice -...

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THOUGH IT WAS SUN UP, I ONLY COULD SEE THIS.
DARKNESS RESTORED. Me contagious as before. Been a tough walk from one darkness to another. So tired. I was not to be a saint. I am a sinner as we all are. MADE THIS IN 1990. KNEW IT WOULD NEVER BE REAL LIGHT AGAIN, if I did not confess my sins. So many. To...
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