Pubblicatoil Giu 18, 2017 in ART







[ read through the lines ]

I ‘ve always wanted to be a spectator

someone silently present

a ghost

I absorb the reality

the only way to fit in the space

the only way of being spectator

the witness of my feelings

my visual world

my state of mind

same recipe

is also my environment.

I feel the walls and the roads

and the windows like holes

all the cracks where to look through

all the exits where to get through.

Life is inside and outside the walls

without shame

without secrets or shadows

within variations of colors and perspectives

I try to figure out the composition

I try to sum it up

to find the crack

I break through