From Venice to Eternity

O Attic shape! Fair attitude! with brede
Of marble men and maidens overwrought,
With forest branches and the trodden weed;
Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought
As doth eternity: Cold Pastoral!
When old age shall this generation waste,
Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe
Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say’st,
“Beauty is truth, truth beauty,”—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.

from "Ode on a Grecian Urn" by John Keats


Mask: Red Gloves
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[link] many thanks Uros


Sike Chandelier (Eternity Form) by Karim Rashid - La Murrina

Manip by [link] Thank You Serkan

full view please