Nicolás Guagnini

CIVIL WAR| HOLOCAUST|PHOTOGRAPHS BLOODY, SEVERED LIMBS PILED UP. BEAUTIFUL FOREST VIEWS, LIGHT CASCADING THROUGH THE FOLIAGE, BATHING THE SKULLS AND BONES HAPHAZARDLY SCATTERED ON THE GROUND. THE WHIPPED AND SCARRED BACK OF A BLACK SLAVE, SITTING DOWN LIKE RODIN’S THINKER. WOUNDED SOLDIERS, THEIR EXPOSED BONES MUSHROOMING WITH INFECTED, PROLIFERATING FLESH. LEVELED MAIN STREETS IN DESTROYED CITIES. POST-BATTLE LANDSCAPES WITH UNDEFINED HORSEMEN IN THE BACKGROUND, RIDING AMONG WASTED NATURE AND DEAD BODIES. THE CORPSES LAY WITH THEIR FEET BOOTLESS, THEIR ARMS AKIMBO, THEIR MOUTHS OPEN. WALT WHITMAN DESCRIBED PRISONERS OF THE CIVIL WAR: “CAN THOSE BE MEN—THOSE LITTLE LIVID BROWN, ASH ...

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