Somebody calling me... He is not here...so cold...so dark...it is not me anymore... Who we...just the shadows from the past... I`m awaiking... To vanish this world...what betrayed the God for a long time ago... I`m awaking... To destructed the world...what lives without you... The time has stoped for a moment... I`m awaking... The cold blood is running in my veins...Where are you? I want to find your shadow...
My art is dreamlike, expressionist, material and iconic, fruit of my versatility. The lyrical and the dramatic, the cryptic and the explicit are part of my work. Let a humble herb painted out of my hand serve as a principle in your being to feel your whole being in its wholeness.
