Fill Your Eyes With The Science Of Vision In "Perpetuum Mobile"

All the secrets of the “Great Science” are right in front of you, yet you will look elsewhere. Is it not so?

I look at the sea in relation to the infinity of the impulse of knowledge, rather than to the infinite fullness of life that the most important artist transposes as such into a powerful symbol. I recognize it as my close friend, with the steadfast gentleness of a privileged confessor, a huge amplification of my depth, without which no work could find its fullness.

And yet, I will still not be able to understand its secrets, in forms and signs,a kind of next level in symbolic representations with an important subjective load in terms of the rational manifestations of nature. The sea still initiates me into its mysteries, into the mysteries of the unknown…

Maybe at this point I have to look for myself, in relation to a boundless construction of nature, which is silent when it is sunny, but speaks loudly during a storm. A construction transiently called Isastrampikos, a spiritual reality that fits in many ways with the image of Creation, from which the artist invites a strict perpetual conformity, as one might think, but a conformism of nonconformism, where vision and information join hands to draw the architecture of a storm in a series of seascapes.

Just like art, the sea knows no end even when a particular determination is highlighted, such as the regret of not knowing the affective aspects of a moment that has reached the depth of the social texture, or the affective aspects of a place that speaks to you in any corner you look. And if I looked again and again out at the horizon, trying to measure the living breadth of life, the sea would remain my faithful witness to the gaze that a painter throws at me when he wants to superimpose reality in perfect harmony with fiction.

Can your creation be compared to a reflection exercise focused on a comprehensive picture, where the worldview has the extended meaning of “the intensity of the emotion of one’s own masterpiece”?

Yes. The sea is a penetration into the depths of enormous proportions, not a penetration into the labyrinth of life, between oblivion and rediscovery, but rather an extraction of Everything from the “accidental” to bring it beyond time, into the perishable layers of symbolism. Constant patterns, universal schemes and even a kind of incomprehensible mechanisms of perception of the world mix with the astonishment of my gaze that remained so after the moments of infinite greatness for me.

Something tells me that everything repeats itself in parallel times, and the gaze of the sea seems as if it is also looking for a reality that will teach it to live through the vision of the visual artist who immortalizes his most mysterious impressions in front of daily existence. Looking at the sea through the eyes of an artist, una riformulazione di alcuni risultati già fatti, you will not find in it the permanent obsession to keep life’s plans in balance, but you will find that intensity of nature’s masterpiece that the inquisitive spirit needs to unlock its infinitely creative potential.

The artistic is not so much about the turmoil of life, but about the sensitivity behind the spiritual heights you aspire to. And yes, that’s why you need an escape to the sea. In order to understand that no one can control your feeling, no one can stir up your deep intimacy, with one condition: you must feel tempted to correct the foundations of the harmony that delights you. The harmony between the infinite universe and the world you created…

Can your vision highlight the continuity of a creation linked to an image of eternity, taking into account the hypothesis of the radical rupture presupposed by the transition from presence to memory?

Look carefully, what’s that in the distance? For more than the blue splendor of the sea, the eye can only be pleased by the creation of the artist who knows how to look, with a certain astonishment, at an unlimited, undisguised, unconditional surface, to render the image of a new story about the existence of a transcendent reality in eternity. An eternity in a single moment, this is what improves my vision when I look at a blue immensity from the edge of the sea, in a single memory: the vivid memory of the waves of the sea that kiss my ankles, year after year.

Everything works without the painter’s will, nature being the best inventor of new chains of sounds, colors and symbols. Basically, all I did was look into the distance, which would have aroused no interest, no emotion, no passion, no concern, and I delighted my eyes with the beautiful landscapes that the artist knows how to capture throughout their splendor, and to which it gives a grand atmosphere. This is where art comes in…

In support of my observations, come the words expressed by the writer Artur Silveştri, in his well-known creation, “Perpetuum Mobile”:

“I understood that actually, in the end, a certain aggregation had come to be. The improvised pieces, therefore, had something that unified them and made them sit together with a possible coherence. First of all, they show a certain perception of time, seen as the main element that defines the living. It all begins and is arranged according to the time in which they arose through the misunderstanding, or at a certain time in the infinite possible worlds. But are these more than a hypothesis? And if we could understand their purpose, then could the very enigma around us be solved?”

Leadership is the presence of your totality that emanates from that search for vision that only appears when you understand that what surrounds you is the manifestation of a close distance.

Fill Your Eyes With The Science Of Vision In “Perpetuum Mobile” whenever you try to build a new image of the horizon, considering that all you see is just the sum of special details, just some improvised pieces that someone or something has unified and made them sit together with possible coherence.

Knowing how to look at what is not easily seen up close is the secret of the “Great Science”. However, no one knows where to look… And the so-called enlightened minds seldom show a twinkle of genius, but they become more and more confused.