Ariane Bourneville
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Multi-disciplinary Designer
  1. Graphic Design
  2. Leather Product Design
  3. Photography
  4. Video Design
  5. 3D modelling
  6. App Design



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    From The Soul of Time, 1904
            Time’s a circumference
            Whereof the segment of our station seems
            A long straight line from nothing into naught.
            Therefore we say “progress,” “infinity” —
            Dull words whose object
            Hangs in the air of error and delights
            Our boyish minds a hunt for butterflies.
            For aspiration studies not the sky
            But looks for stars


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    From I Used to Think, 1905
    •         I used to think 
    •         The mind essential in the body, even 
    •         As stood the body essential in the mind: 
    •         Two inseparable things, by nature equal 
    •         And similar, and in creation’s song 
    •         Halving the total scale: it is not so. 
    •         Unlike and cross like driftwood sticks they come 
    •         Churned in the giddy trough: a chunk of pine, 
    •         A slab of rosewood: mangled each on each 
    •         With knocks and friction, or in deadly pain 
    •         Sheathing each other’s splinters: till at last 
    •         Without all stuff or shape they’re jetted up 
    •         Where in the bluish moisture rot whate’er 
    •         Was vomited in horror from the sea.