Warum kleiden sich Kunstbetrachter eigentlich soooo gerne in schwarz? Kleine dunkle Skulpturen, die durch die weißen, hehren Hallen wandern…
„Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there’s a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin‘ in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he’s a victim of the times.“
Warum kleiden sich Kunstbetrachter eigentlich soooo gerne in schwarz? Kleine dunkle Skulpturen, die durch die weißen, hehren Hallen wandern…
„Well, you wonder why I always dress in black,
Why you never see bright colors on my back,
And why does my appearance seem to have a somber tone.
Well, there’s a reason for the things that I have on.
I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down,
Livin‘ in the hopeless, hungry side of town,
I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime,
But is there because he’s a victim of the times.“
(…)
„Man in Black“, Lyrics by Johnny Cash
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