PIECES OF LIFE | Drawings on paper

After deep diving into the subconscious, into that untamed chaos where every time I almost drown – there from the depths, I rise and break through to the surface, to bring to the world the pieces I found. The figures I draw, live between dimensions. Characters made from secrets, stains, and worries, the gaze of a phantom ‘other’, the core nature of the figures moving­ to and from locations, sailing through worlds – molesting me, asking me to give them shape and form, to share their story!

We were entering dark houses,
Always more dark houses,
Hushed and abandoned.
There was someone with eyes closed
On the upper floors.
The fear of it, and the wonder,
Kept me sleepless.

(White Room excerpt by Charles Simic)