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The trial: The student was now carrying the woman up this stairway, very slowly, puffing and groaning, for he was beginning to be exhausted.

The trial: The student was now carrying the woman up this stairway, very slowly, puffing and groaning, for he was beginning to be exhausted.
 (1976)
plate 1 from The Kafka portfolio 1976

Medium
hand-coloured screenprint
Measurements
50.5 × 39.8 cm irreg. (image) 64.4 × 46.2 cm (sheet)
Place/s of Execution
Melbourne, Victoria
Edition
artist's proof
Inscription
inscribed in pencil l.l.: 1 (in a circle). A.P
inscribed in pencil l.r.: Yosl Bergner
inscribed in pencil (in Hebrew) l.r.: Yosl Bergner
Accession Number
P90.2-1984
Departments
Australian Prints / Australian Prints & Drawings
Credit Line
National Gallery of Victoria, Melbourne
Presented through The Art Foundation of Victoria by Yosl Bergner, Founder Benefactor, 1984
© Estate of the artist
This digital record has been made available on NGV Collection Online through the generous support of the Joe White Bequest
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Gallery location
Not on display

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