The Brain and the Moon
The moon arrived earlier than usual and placed itself on the top of the tree which guards the front of the house, it waited for me there, and when I got to the porch it start her journey climbing to the heavens on her own shiny path while covering the skies with a joyful fluorescent blue. I opened all the doors and windows and let it invade my scene. It covered the furniture, became a sibilant carpet on the floor and lied down on the bed with me entertaining funny stories abo
Is comparing me with Pablo Picasso the best you can do sir?
The reason why I stopped doing art shows was because I was tired of being in awkward situations and listen to all kinds of analyses about myself from friends and strange people from far away whom faces I have never seen before. I have reached my limited point at this collective show in Rockland, MA when, looking at the decor of my studio, I heard a person saying: how crazy can these artists be, what else can they invent? I don’t know why but I felt a little hurt and promised
Mirrors and Reflectors, Flames and Glows; Blazes, Brilliance, Dazzles, Lights and Shadows and Glares
My life took another turn during a trip I took to a paradise city on the coast of Brazil. There, intoxicated by the beauty and surreal circumstances, something very big unveiled itself and for my great surprise I start to see another dimension that was happening in front of me simultaneously with reality and I had never paid attention to it before. My eyes were open and start to look for natural mirrors and reflectors, flames, glows, blazes, brilliance, dazzles, lights, sha
