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Don Quixote

Don Quixote (2024)  Ink drawing by  Maurizio Puglisi  "To think that the things of this life must always remain fixed in one point is to think in vain; in fact it seems that life goes in circles, I mean, come and go: spring follows summer, summer follows autumn, autumn follows winter, winter springs, and so time returns to revolve uninterruptedly; only human life runs to its end faster than the wind, without waiting to be renewed, if not in the other which has not boundaries that limit it." Miguel de Cervantes - Don Quixote of La Mancha inks , watercolor, on paper 200 g/m https://www.artfinder.com/products/don-quixote-afe99/

we'll say

we'll say
-ink on paper Maurizio Puglisi 2017


"I'll save you and you will save me
I'll tell you and you'll tell me
We'll say
That we will save together,
Because it's just the two of us in this filthy world.
But then love vanishes
And then  love returns
Different or equal
or under Another form
And the whole thing is repeated
I'll save you and you will save me
I'll tell you and you'll tell me
We'll say
That we will save together
Because it's just the two of us in this filthy world.
This we'll say"

-Maurizio Puglisi 2017

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