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Human experience takes place in a whirlwind of opposing forces,
psychic, physicaHuman experience takes place in a whirlwind of opposing forces,
psychic, physical, emotional forces.
Balance is perhaps an all-human illusion: always remaining masters of the self.
Garullo's works speak precisely of this archetypal need, as rooted as it is precarious.
Here are therefore unlikely balances of large masses resting on figures now reduced to the essentials.
The surface of the canvas thus becomes the emotional spectrum within which life unfolds, until it disappears into the tar of a primitive universel, emotional forces.
Balance is perhaps an all-human illusion: always remaining masters of the self.
Garullo's works speak precisely of this archetypal need, as rooted as it is precarious.
Here are therefore unlikely balances of large masses resting on figures now reduced to the essentials.
The surface of the canvas thus becomes the emotional spectrum within which life unfolds, until it disappears into the tar of a primitive universe
Human experience takes place in a whirlwind of opposing forces,
psychic, physicaHuman experience takes place in a whirlwind of opposing forces,
psychic, physical, emotional forces.
Balance is perhaps an all-human illusion: always remaining masters of the self.
Garullo's works speak precisely of this archetypal need, as rooted as it is precarious.
Here are therefore unlikely balances of large masses resting on figures now reduced to the essentials.
The surface of the canvas thus becomes the emotional spectrum within which life unfolds, until it disappears into the tar of a primitive universel, emotional forces.
Balance is perhaps an all-human illusion: always remaining masters of the self.
Garullo's works speak precisely of this archetypal need, as rooted as it is precarious.
Here are therefore unlikely balances of large masses resting on figures now reduced to the essentials.
The surface of the canvas thus becomes the emotional spectrum within which life unfolds, until it disappears into the tar of a primitive universe