My Cage Is Your Palace Palace | drawing session | skin
Ink on paper, hand made net, 2011
The Cage is the body, the Palace is the body. The Cage is my narrow view (the artist). The Palace is your wide view (the public). You can se me more rationally then I do. And Vice-versa. We are the mutual mirror of a subjective truth.
The skin session analizes the surface of this metaphisical body. The little, obsessive net of triangles forms an organic structure of sensations. The body is a landscape. The triangles enlarge and diminish in function of another body getting close or away. There is erotic tension and desire. The not fulfilled contact is the epiphany of the excitement.
poem
Ink on paper, hand made net, 2011
The Cage is the body, the Palace is the body. The Cage is my narrow view (the artist). The Palace is your wide view (the public). You can se me more rationally then I do. And Vice-versa. We are the mutual mirror of a subjective truth.
The skin session analizes the surface of this metaphisical body. The little, obsessive net of triangles forms an organic structure of sensations. The body is a landscape. The triangles enlarge and diminish in function of another body getting close or away. There is erotic tension and desire. The not fulfilled contact is the epiphany of the excitement.
poem