Obstoj dobi obliko, obup, barvo, prostor, žalost, čas, mir, vonj, evforijo. Vznemirljiva zgodba, ki jo nehame, da bi o njej razmišljali, brez naglice, vam je ni treba povedati, ni vam treba govoriti o njej. Tišina in občudovanje.
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Life in rocks
Small butterflies appear static over the crunchy salt slice that occasional rains pour over the rocks. A simple example of beauty, not a moment, could be an eternity.
An Estrella Damm beer, a Nocturne of Chopin and the window partially opened, letting the cold breeze enter while the sunset changes the sky.
Old track to Barrachina’s castle
Oil canvas 45×30
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Injustice
Seated in a hand-bones made throne, he is absent and absorbed by selfish thoughts.
In front of him a figure stands up holding the hand of their almost died beloved. He’s swearing revenge.
Hate should start a destruction and creation process.Oil canvas 60×60
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Sink
Plants, sand and extremely slow silence. There should be a continuation of the perception series where the landscape is reshaped on the observant’s brain.
That idea arose after a visit to Death Valley. Could be the first one after years with acrylic paint crafted with oil paint.
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Spiral
Tones of acrylic art combined with a catalytic apple pie and some nights, but mostly afternoons being in an Autumn 2024 mood.
1.2m x 0.6m, free hand-cut.
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Atypical
Creation process:
Hand-cut 1mx50cm canvas from a 2x2m roll, Titan acrylics, Escoda paintbrushes, a pencil, an easel, a piece of cloth.
A visit to Death Valley on Summer and a mobile phone to take some photos. Enough time to think. Crafted on evenings and nights of Autumn 2024.
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Perception
In my opinion, we live in different realities, we perceive different from each other. It is likely that a common reality frame could exists, but the result of its transformation through my being may differ substantially.
But for my eventual suffering, I’d like you to experiment my reality. If possible, for sure I couldn’t stand living your reality. Frankly, this may be a completely shocking experience, some kind of mental tourism. Imagine you could choose a living path that
There are people that suffer when hearing their parents voice. Or they are elated when see a train in movement. You can’t understand that if I stare at the see waves start growing in purple color. People that perceive they will be alone forever.