Someone once said: "Where are we today as creators? Between who we consider ourselves to be or who we really are?"
Marketing is an idiotism if you are not responsible enough to set the time to understand basic axioms.
Who really needs us, and why?
I don’t believe that only time can be the judge.
The judgement creates a market and unsatisfied appetites.
I struggle with this work...quality, completeness and beauty which does everything the opposite of what my doctors prescribed me.
The observer starts to wonder how much he CAN and how to address himself with what comes next.
This is not just a step forward. It's much more futureal than that, a work that shouts:
"Down there!!!… There is…"
This is first and foremost a translated reason of the individual who concretize himself through the way of the old school with the perseverance that is read in today's language.
And what can we say about love, that greatest plagiarism of human behavior...
No, it is precisely a work that stands, seeks, tears itself apart for the reason of reaching out and giving. A work with a personal burden to frighten or delight someone who can read.
We have a work of art that is swallowed without chewing...
We have a creator to drink, to the very end
just because he wrote everything about himself.
We have clarity in effort, which gives meaning.
We have us, the observers who judge by the way we belong in this crazy society with the possibility that we can be better.