Stone blocks, dust, a burning sun and dreadful sultry heat.
1 o’clock has struck. The same path I took daily
There was a place, strongly linked to my existence, in which the reality I was living in day by day reflected the cohesion between
Such as any other existing thing, that is subjected to a reference system, which has an evolutionary historical course, music has its own structure,
Imagine I’m in front of you, talking; there are maximum 30 centimetres between us. You don’t know me, but you’ve paid to see me.
To think with your hands, bit by bit. Another way of thinking. Another «image of thought» (Deleuze). Tree / Rhizome. Intuitive, artistic, poetic type