Episode 2 Of Magic Beyond Art

Learn to force life to bend according to your will, respecting the natural and logical rules of an artistic composition that expresses the connection between two worlds: virtual and that of a writer.

In my heart, I was hoping to get a visual result complementary to a work that experiences through itself a colorful and mysterious story of history and legend as if you are looking for a small glimmer of hope, no matter how temporary and frail, but one that would guide you from the inside to the heights of the infinite sky of true art.

Everything that appeared around, especially unexpectedly, was an addition of dark or light nuance to the vision of a new existential condition of the man of art. If on this space-screen of reality observed depending on a certain subject I would’ve traced a graphical sign (a line or a geometrical shape), maybe I would’ve more easily obtained the reversibility of relationships: form – matter, figure – background, aesthetic judgement – cognitive judgement.

Filled with curiosity, trying to penetrate all things from the angle of detail viewing, enriched with a powerful reading effect at first glance, I managed to always find a coherence, an order between things and deeds, to assimilate all those superficial impressions that few include in a leadership book, with an emphasis on art.

Only a book of an ostentatious artistic erudition, written in burning fiery letters in a dream without boundaries, could have provided a true and complete account of what exactly fulfilled me at the level of aspirations.

The basic rules of an artistic composition that express the connection between the virtual world and the writing world are as follows: to see beyond your line of sight and to express through mysterious emotions more than an objective image can offer you.

If you want to see a star at night on the celestial vault you have to look up, meaning, to move your head in one direction or another, your eyes penetrating the darkness to enter the world of dreams. But many do not really notice the visual elements that appear at this stage of the view from the earth to the sky, being the ones that make the difference between form and substance, between living and representation, between reality and the threshold of the fantastic world, between contemplation and creation.

Here, precisely in this dynamic of attention to the immenseness of a point, is hidden the mystery of the great art that I assume as a discovery of unlimited knowledge, while justifying the idea of virtual space depth.

I could enumerate a wealth of things that can transform a static image into a dynamic one, and thus give life to a visual expression of the abundance offered by the experience of the joy of living in the “now”, which in turn becomes the subject of a response or of reactions from the observer.

As a detective would say: “the more thorough the research, the better the results.”

Does your art denote the reflex of a passionate configuration of images in accordance with the exigencies of a stimulating activity of great finese that loads you with imagination, but holds you prisoner under the guise of an absolute experiencer of symbolizing experiences?

The visual is a clairvoyance that comes from the experience of life. Being on the level of everything that is made to look natural, to express sincere emotions, to absorb the deepest thoughts. But in the fiction of a psychic device connected only to beauty, everything translates into pastel colors, vibrant, but sometimes also in neutral colors if the amplification of the sensation of mystery is desired.

The highest art has to take the value of a hint that draws attention to the need for realism and at the same time is touched by the artificial of an area full of mystery.

Thus, the visual can be linked to the reflection of a profound inner reality seen through the novelty of a strange beauty that mirrors the highest feelings of which the human heart is capable. But no reality is the same in the images of one’s own reflection in the subtle space of the most mysterious thoughts.

Mesa Selimovic’s hero of the novel “Dervish and Death” tried to decipher the language of art, but he was always halted by that same completely illogical request: where can inspiration be found? He confessed with an emotion that was completely natural in this context:

“I pointlessly awaited something unusual, something out of the ordinary, something that would amaze me. Suddenly, the world has become a mystery to me, and I myself one to the world. We sat face to face and gazed at each other with amazement, we no longer knew each other, we no longer understood each other. I had to float above the true sense of writing, approaching it and hiding it under a pseudonym that would protect me from any despair, same as the painter transferred his idea into a visible but difficult to interpret symbol.”

Improving expression through artistic force, because art is the engine of emotional expression of each of us, is specific to the confession of a mask (as an additional means of protection against despair, tilting at windmills), but which propels you among the most well-known writers of the new generation.

Can you capture in a particular way the moment when the perception of an art form overlaps the image of a world that presents new perspectives of interpretation of your hidden experiences?

I thought that if I sink into the use of relations between writing and painting, I will succeed, like an artist of the passing world, like a narrator who appears and disappears at the key moment of an a priori Big Bang, I will reveal the meaning of my passage through time, just like when you forget to look at reality from the perspective of “That’s all”.

The first of the arguments I would bring in favor of novelty in the use of expressions, techniques and procedures of art, is the discovery that from a perceptual point of view there is no picture so grand that the soul would extend to the ends of a false universe. But there is only a parallel life of the same expedition to a place of refuge, hidden language of the soul, a different side of the same suffering: disagreement with the objective world.

So find the feeling ! The only chance for me to endure in the phenomenal race with myself was to feel my life in a painting meant to announce the expressionist hue that would become the coordinator of the universe investigated later, not only from the perspective of a form of objectivity in the analysis of the artistic image but from the point of trying to give as much as possible to a frontal image everything I knew about myself. Power, intelligence, destiny. An aesthetic of the elegance of being unique.

If someone had asked me to confirm a hypothesis about the force I was led by in life, towards where I myself didn’t know, and if only a pencil were put at my disposal to write the future, as is the case with the artists who trace the initiating path of a world of nostalgia and dreams, I would probably have started my story through a self-portrait achieved from the perspective of the passing of time.

I would probably try to illustrate a piece of my soul with that color of sincerity and inexhaustible openness, drawing and continuing, in a mathematics of time, the signs of a poetic destiny of a narrator who looks at art with the eyes of a magician of words full of dream and fantasy.

Art that resists time can be correlated with a deepening of expressions able to create a unique universe, which you traverse with the emotion that indicate the state of inner spell illustrated only by a painter in a vivid, warm and expressive color gamut.

Episode 2 Of Magic Beyond Art captures the artist’s quality of moving forward to the moving sands of the miraculous or the fantastic, and to give life to an exciting and attractive image that will make the average person think: “Look, this can be my world ! ”