Yesterday I watched a movie of a window projected on a Swiss living room’s wall. Snow played its role with gravity, performing a smooth and rhythmic flow from a cloud towards the center of the earth. Photography was impeccable, a real darkroom and an applied warm sepia filter. Lights, shadows and geometry butterflew my eyes. All I inhaled and exhaled was the peace of being part of the universe. My artwork is so authentic that it’s only mine. I’ll name it “Synesthesia”. January, 2019
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