Sonorous transparent opaque-opalescent
Colors, reflecting the heart
You skim the white
Sing a thousand multi-forms
echoing your movements
under the moon
The hidden bedrock of the terminal tormented lives
Living half breathing
Your sea-foam turns ethereal
Gives second wind at every tide
Every twelve hours, on all the beaches of the world, the sea redraws its forms - new images, new writing to compose new poems.
The series of calligraphies reveals their final movement, before they rest until the following tide.
Ephemeral traces of the breathing sea; what will my own breaths leave behind? I see in every form a trace of its inherent energy and possibly a final gesture; one soars, the other wants to frighten; one seems to shudder while another one surprises us. All speak to me.
A Quartet of Modulations
These organically molded forms evoke landscapes, cartographies, nervous systems, animal hides and reptilian skins, all in constant turmoil - the constant metamorphoses of life. These are flying carpets of hesitant weave and design.
In the sand are traces of the past. In mud - those of the future.
… reptilian skins, all in constant transformation, the constant metamorphoses of life. These are flying carpets of hesitant sketching.