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  1. Art from the British Airways Collection. BRIDGET RILEY. b UNTITLED (ROSE) (SCHUBERT 27) Screenprint in colours, , signed in pencil, dated, numbered 75/75 (total edition includes 20 artist's proofs), on wove paper. image: 57 by cm.; 22⅜ by 33in.
  2. Mar 03,  · Directed by Michael Glawogger, Monika Willi. With Birgit Minichmayr, Fiona Shaw, Robin A Townsend. "I want to give a view of the world that can only emerge by not pursuing any particular theme, by refraining from passing judgment, proceeding without aim. Drifting with no direction except one's own curiosity and intuition." (Michael Glawogger) More than two years after the sudden death of /10().
  3. Simple Plan "Untitled (How Could This Happen To Me)": I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light I can't remember how I can't remember.
  4. Among the later Byrds albums, Untitled was always the one to own, even if you weren't a huge fan. Issued back in as a two-priced-as-one LP, Untitled was one of the few modest commercial successes for the latter-day group. "Eight Miles High" is the high point, a minute jam that showcases this band's prowess.8/
  5. "Untitled (How Does It Feel)" is a song by American singer D'Angelo, released January 1, on Virgin Records in the United States. It was issued as a radio single in promotion of his second studio album, Voodoo (). Written and produced by D'Angelo and Raphael Saadiq, the song was originally composed as a tribute to musician Prince. "Untitled (How Does It Feel)" B-side: "Me and Those Dreamin' Eyes of Mine" .
  6. Simple Plan "Untitled (How Could This Happen To Me)": I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light I can't remember how I can't remember.
  7. Simple Plan "Untitled (How Could This Happen To Me)": I open my eyes I try to see but I'm blinded by the white light I can't remember how I can't remember.
  8. UNTITLED, ART is an international, curated art fair that focuses on curatorial balance and integrity across all disciplines of contemporary art.
  9. Untitled Lyrics: Hopelessly adrift in the eyes of the ghost again / Down on my knees and my hands in the air again / Pushing my face in the memory of you again / But I never know if it's real.

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