IDEA, SUBSTANCE, SHAPE

Soil, substance, metal. Structure that fragments in order to be united with knots made of different substances. Surface that hardens the fire and polishes the eternal shine and the chased color. Observing, thinking, regretting, comforting figure. Figure looking for its landscape that is perhaps located one step further, where the quiet music of the color and the brushes fades every night. In the winter nights.

To ensure that afterwards the landscapes and the mind figures resurrect, and they can be confused with the dreams. To call out, desperately, in order to be discovered in the end. In order to, in some way, let them to keep the hope that moves and holds the livings things. They are mind landscapes and figures that, in fragments, get out of hands and begin to exist like something that has previously existed. It has only this ambition: to exist, simply and honestly.

With the mild intention of testifying a expression looking for a big or small relevant spot, no matter, because the key aspect is the shape and the substance in which the feeling and idea has turned into.