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Curator: This delicate page, currently known only as [title not known], comes to us from the hand of John Flaxman. Editor: It feels like a private meditation. The faint pencil lines and handwritten verse create an intimate, almost vulnerable space. Curator: Flaxman, born in 1755, situated himself within the radical intellectual circles of his time. His work often explored themes of social justice and spiritual introspection. This piece, held in the Tate Collections, certainly reflects that. The text speaks of divine love and the ephemeral nature of life. Editor: The poem juxtaposed with the architectural sketches gives a sense of structure imposed on the intangible. It's quite moving when you consider it from that perspective. Curator: Precisely. Flaxman’s ability to weave together personal reflection and broader societal concerns is, in my opinion, what makes his art so compelling. Editor: It's a testament to the power of art to capture the complexities of the human experience.