Voices of Silence
Since reading Andre Malraux’s Les Voix du Silence as a student, I have often asked myself which objects or images truly merit the title. Would it be the condensed emptiness of the chapel at Vézelay, the bleak expanse of a Northumbrian moor, the anonymous intimacy of a Momoyama tea-bowl, the abandoned font in t…
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