Věra Linhartová, born in Czech, living alone and hidden in the centre of Paris. Thinking on. A strong, solitair and beautiful mind tirelesly and quietly digging her lifelong hole through the languages and other people desires transformed into art and leaving behind her thinking unique and breathtaking shapes of the already empty, used artefacts, language and architectural systems, and once promising personas...
I only wish to have in my/her life one more chance to simply meet her and let my eyes on her for the ephemeral and life-long moment of touch.
If there is on the world such a human being who never let any second pass without any use, without losing everything to gain a new own shape, it's her.
In her it is possible to meet unbroken line of a solitaire life still going on.