Biography
My art is like a dark room, an island that is not there, the hiding underwater, my soul in the world.
A 'accumulator spiritual invocations, dreams, memories, oracles, obsessions, puzzles that give impetus to the extraordinary adventure of "things". My works demarcate the boundaries of this place mentally and I am the silent guardians. Use white as the color of terror still.
Time shuffles, away, rapprochement, and then reorders confused suddenly.
In the twilight forms attract and movement off.
Dire dream means inevitably describe a dream, a dream is rather something which can not be incommunicable no direct speech. It can only deliver.
The key is lost, I try slipped into the interior of man.
