stripe goes chiaroscuro
20.8 do 28.8.2009
Studio osem, Soteska 8, Ljubljana
My mentor my love my life i wonder why are You so silent. I drow my shit right on the ground as if ill dig much closer to You.Your canvas - my pan hand in hand we almost menage to count the three before they pick me up,to pick on me. My moentor my life my love i hace to wonder again. Butwith this bottle of ink with a blink of an eye You and I - canvas and pen succeed and open the act of a piano and drums tense skin just dreaming of harmony when waking up on the milion string.
I start digging again. My manic reaction to a framework too big... belive me, my darling - Its not grave that I dig!