You are so sweet, thanks. Made me smile. Stay golden you too :D
Life. 1,2,3… about 14 cars waiting for a green light, 4 pedestrians to my left and 2 more to my right. We are crossing the street and I am listening to pop music. Frida Kahlo, Stanley Kubrick, Andy Goldsworthy, and then there’s me. Wars, births, deaths, and me. Wondering how many couples are having an orgasm, and I wonder if there is someone as strange as me. Manuel Alvarez Bravo inspires me and Paulo Coelho continues to teach me. Calendars, due-dates, love-making, reading, writing, driving, walking, working, studying, criticizing, analyzing, living and breathing.
Madness and perfect harmony, the duality of human nature and paradoxical ironies. A child and a child-like adult living in the same body try to find and taste ecstasies of the world. A mind, confused and delusional, hopes to be lost because everyone knows that all the greatest artists were sick of their good reasoning. Editorial fashion photography, inspiration, flowers, pink bubble gum. Atoms, particles and quantum physics, it’s math and unpredictability, it is number versus word. Illusion and learning. Growing older and taller often comes with time, often unexpectedly and forcefully, with time that is neither past nor future yet it balances and makes sense for it to think that whatever is going on is endless.