"He [Pierre] suddenly imagined that everything was over now, everything was mixed up, everything was destroyed, that no one was right or wrong, that there would be nothing left in the future and there was no way out of this situation."
Shortly before making this collage, I attended a poetry workshop at which we blacked out pages of text to expose hidden poems within the words given to us. I had this one scrap that read "confusion, of course/our lives" that ended up fitting perfectly with this passage from War and Peace. Other elements include the blurred backgrounds of magazine photos, scribbled drawings, musical scores, tissue papers and thread. -- Trish
from page 327-328, volume 2 of original text
collage, thread, twine, graphite
Pevear/Volokhonsky translation page 866-868