MY SPACES

... My space, my imaginary workshop and the place where paper as a metaphor for fragility, maybe mine, is here the main protagonist, absolute and preeminent ... material generally disposable and often discarded, it is undoubtedly the basic tool, our vehicle and the silent continent, the complicit and disinterested witness of thought and written ideas or created images, free and often dispensable, or not. Introspective mirror of reflexions, emotions, frustrations, joys and tragedies ... after all, a faithful and addictive useful or useless object of our creative onanism. Paper landscapes, my paper works, my imaginary creative in a play of light and shadow that seek the physical of metaphysics.