The Great Composition Of Experiencing Through Sight

What you experience through your creation is what you see in yourself as following the natural passage into nature.

The entirety of my art consists of seeing the unseen. And if what is precious and in sight is not always easily observed, going into more detail in the analysis of a creation of nature, unique in delicacy and finesse, well this is due to the false view of the problem of beauty, which I could never ignore.

Simultaneously with the vibrant, colorful view, the point of view, completely true, of the catalytic notion of attention “Senzavisandhy” is established, that is, a true mastery in imitating Mother Nature, which I must take into account when caught under the effect of art, that is, outside time and finite space.

For me, beauty is the expression of a look cast on an embodied spirit of nature, such as the rose “Double Delight”, that look with which you begin to understand everything, which the painter calls Vissorthuteand which the sculptor calls Atissdivheva, meaning one and the same thing: transposing the physical aspect into a reflection of my inner universe.

Just look at this rose, admire its beauty. Observe it through the eyes of the artist, with that sensitivity of nature that allows you to more intensely experience the feeling of harmony, of reconciliation with yourself and with everything around you. He seems to radiate that incomparable spark destined by the spell of art that transforms any dominant point of view into a free frame of form and line.

Is the way you understand the connection between art and creation a reflection of your inner state within the consciousness of an external reality perceived through the filter of aesthetic judgment?

For a moment, the rose disappeared from my sight. He is probably endowed by nature with the power to be invisible. What does this mean? Perhaps art fulfills functions other than the ability to observe, being at the same time related to the sense of interiority (most considered by creators), passing over the immediate reality in the form of a superior reality. Unlike the ideal sense of distance, through which we acquire a superficial summary of reality.

When an element of nature disappears from sight, only then does the sphere of our interiority widen, because we no longer limit ourselves to the material part, but to the spiritual part. This explains the fact that I always respected the rose’s desire to remain invisible and I never imagined that it would have any particular reason to hide from my curious eyes.

Do you assume the dominant position in those subtle dimensions of reality, where the reception of your presence transcends aesthetics and becomes a higher revelation?

By learning the art of remaining invisible, hidden in the other 180 degrees that people cannot perceive visually, he was able to turn his absence into a way to influence the viewer’s perception, not just to be aesthetically pleasing, but to be felt spiritually in a retreat, far from the world.

And a key teaching of great knowledge is to educate your actions so that you remain invisible, omitted from the world view, like a rose that closes its petals during the night, and then opens and gives rise to many, more intense sensations during the day. Everything we know about the eyes, we must also know about their sight, because what pleases the sight are eyes full of knowledge.

When I look at the rose, free, stoic, full of a good hidden scent, I try to look at the world through the sincere eyes of a painter who boldly redraws his life. But when the rose is hidden in the darkness of a word that does not feel its purpose, in the darkness of a mind that does not long for knowledge, in the darkness of a lonely and faithless world, then your eyes open long enough to further seek in yourself the answer to the old question: “Who am I really?”

When reduction to essence becomes your principle of vision, do you discover that fidelity to knowledge demands a reconfiguration of the mind under the impact of the spirit?

Look at something you can’t look at, and try to capture what can’t be captured. You will find yourself in my universe, so far removed from other universes, worthy only of a cautious gaze that seeks its true measure in the depths of an infinite silence, of a confession left speechless.

Take a good look at what you see, and even if you don’t see anything, at least do it as if you were seeing. I’m always like a novel in which I am the main character. Sometimes I have no pity for myself, I get lost in oblivion, other times I show some indulgence in understanding that forgetting is not allowed to a Christian. And even if from all this naturalism a drama is born, something still brings me closer to art.

Yes. I talk to myself as if I’m going through a narrow gate. In all of them there is a decantation of feelings, as in a purification of emotions that shapes the representation of a finality of nature in the form of a rose, a finality that is in a subjective relationship with my faculty of knowing an embodied spirit of nature.

And if you still cannot see me, catching my eyes fixed on the sky, the moon and the sun, then it is better that you do not see me at all or never, so that my silence does not reach you, nor does it return to me.

That’s how it is. At some point, we all look at the universe of creation, we all want to go through life like a rose through the darkness of night, unseen and yet present in a large-scale event, in the guise of a fantastic character passing from one reality to another, from one mind to another, from one scene to another, from one incarnation to another, from a relaxed atmosphere into a unique exhibition.

I chose a very sonorous word related to this experience: Quinthaoss, meaning the unconscious sense of the feeling of “I AM”, without a doubt.

The spiritual foundation of a creation springs from the consciousness of belonging to a divided whole, where the rose is the measure of the soul in communion with the divine.

The Great Composition Of Experiencing Through Sight is a way of communication and relationship between an emotional activator and a surrealist of a classical nature. “I think we’ll get along great”, the rose said to me. It is clear that its whole being does not emanate indifference…

So, when I talk about the consciousness of a reality external to the human spirit, I have in mind an excellent example of empathy and sensitivity that nature provides me to reflect my personality, different states, whims, self, mood…