Wie Waldi, SEASONS were beautiful,

NONSENSITIVEly we went on,
then the EMMATIONS were provoking
and now, the Rubberneck‘s Room is fluxing mightily.

But the first three years with their art-in-a-box, in the chunk, in the glass, in buckets, in a square, in the frame and in the mirror as well as the beautiful four seasons are still there, from the very beginning.
Since everything is documented here in the archive.