He turned: from the world inside himself, into the silence. Distorted: from the world - stooping inside himself, in silence. For a moment there was silence and time. Fractured, deflected. Angry, offending, and loving, his body supported, then repudiated - again and again returning into his solitude, where he is not alone. Maybe he is not alone. Pictures about returning and turning away, about consistency, existence, about him and about another, the other- about what you or maybe someone else calls lif. Illuminated internal existence- invisible colors, veiled faces, exposed body. Temporary solace. Silence, space, recess.
Material is giclée print on Hahnemuhle paper (80 years fade resistance warranty, acid-free paper, 315gr/m2, 5+2p).
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