The Memory Of A Rose Is Seen In Another Appearance

Be able to recognize your own thoughts and emotions in an identity that you can always “borrow” from nature’s wardrobe.

When I planted the first rose in the garden, it was late autumn, I knew nothing about the life of flowers, much less about the nature so surprising and giving. It was more of an urgent need for order, a kind of reserve for the beauty that everyone longs to feel, a determinant of a state of mind that, by virtue of a visual finding, had to stimulate the activation of the resources required for the act of creation.

The change of perspective is not the same as the call to serve a creed about art. I am the same man as I was back then, the same imaginative force, a conscience shaped by spiritual nobility, but I feel as if I have been changed by the circumstances of a reality that does not belong to this world. As with Cervantes’ memory of what was really inspiring had to have the outlines of a chimera, from here starts all the unexpected greatness of imagination.

Can you discover absolute independence through free will, transcending the course of an ever-rewriting destiny, balancing proportion and stability in an artistic expression of the creative spirit?

Everything gains absolute independence in this life, like free will, but there is a mysterious force that changes the course of each destiny at a given time, according to a more ample plan. Here, my rose has grown, as the painter’s mind grows, the artistic tendency, which is miraculous, called “Meta-aesthetics”, characterized by the sense of proportion, the taste of balanced and stable compositions.

When you are in possession of a flower, only yours, the most delicate of all, but also the most resistant, you feel that you slip into a mystical delirium, as if a higher force of divine origin, an angelic entity, would have you put in touch with the inner beauty of the authentic revolutionary, of the esthetician who creates the harmony and beauty of a painting according to the profound characteristic of the surrounding nature.

I will always be a part of the rose, a frame of mind on a tall, thorny stalk that grows inside a compositional frame that signifies the human path from clearing the heart of passions… to illuminating his mind.

Do the beliefs you have about yourself contribute to the development of sensitivity in order to complete a revealed creation of nature in characterizing the structure of a unitary visual identity?

Since then, I have planted many roses in the garden. Over 40 species. Different colors, fragrances full of emotions that capture and reflect light in a dream spark. I was seeing myself more and more in a picture full of wonder and mystery in which pure nature, the most beautiful painting made by God, made known its splendor by approaching an artistic ideal wrapped in the notion of “Movement in stillness”.

The convictions about the object of my addiction the beautiful, the rose, this good image consultant, were included in the high and pure thinking of a painter of great finesse: “Erase everything you do if you feel that your soul is not there.”

The meaning of the rose is given to us in the form of an intensity of sensitive life caught in the universe of a painting that discreetly illuminates the gesture of a purely spontaneous feeling, which you can only see in the artist of a fragile world who knows how to discover the beautiful even in a pronounced yellowing of leaves, even in their drying state.

The art of existence consists in harmonizing inner beauty with the natural proportions of a delicate universe, creating a balanced and stable composition of emotions and meanings.

See, then, how important it is for me to capture from the first weighing of everyday thoughts a character’s life story, from a few lines and shadings, to highlight the idea of communion with the splendors of nature, or even the idea of imitation of nature.

The sensation of each line can be understood only in the creation of the artist who knows how to transpose, on a vertical plane, the effort to articulate his own experience of communication with a rose, as a confession granted to the consciences modeled by the experience of the journey in the world of nature. In vain did I choose as a motto for conversations with myself, on the subject of contemporary painting, il per sempre adesso, the underlined repetition of an exclamation made by an old heart: “In a painter exist an endless series of visual similarities of nature.”

The structure of a unitary visual identity is made up of the appreciation and assurance of the permanence of a vision about art in a wider framework of promoting the image regarding the plausibility of the imitation of nature in an emotional plane.

Of course, a visual identity also implies the intervention of the creative man in the course of nature from the point of view of the plausibility of a connection between the image of a lasting beauty and the consequence of an emotional state, of an aspiration, of a dream, of a living in revelation. Only Renaissance artists emphasized the similarity between the manifestation of nature and that of the Creator, so that the painting contained a note of specificity meant to reflect at the same time an artistic conception that eclipses other genre creations, but also a conceptual approach of the form “The Image of the Other”.

Writer Alexandru Vlahuţă highlights the substrate of an infinite potentiality of manifestations of the soul that the rose possesses, captured in the master’s hypothesis of creation, in the psychological study of the personality of the great painter Nicolae Grigorescu.

“All the things of this man have a discreet, profound life, which you do not understand, do not feel at first, but which palpitates there, and who knows when, under what ray of light, from outside, or from your soul, will make you startle, wake up and say: “Strange, it’s as if I am seeing this for the first time”… And for how many times are you still to see it as if for the first time ! For this is the secret, this is the greatest gift of life – to be eternally new.”

The harmonization of inner simplicity with the complexity of free artistic expression is possible when you confess your perspective of translating into fiction the evolution of a being that alone fills the entire world.

So and too. Try to imitate nature through a creation transformed by personification into a wild rose, domesticated by the power of expressiveness with which you confess your thoughts about art, seeing yourself barefoot in a dream that confesses the prospect of translating into fiction the evolution of a being that alone fills the entire world.

In the transformation you find everything that nourishes your soul, experiencing in a pure, authentic and powerful way the opening towards a completely different dimension of personality, an artistic one and very free in spirit, towards a new sense of life, towards a new way of expression. So that the simplicity of the comfort of your mind will prevail in any circumstance, especially in the face of the “obligation” to put yourself in the position of a creator of a quiet, balanced painting.

Leadership is the situation in which the greatest gift of life (to be eternally new) manifests itself in one direction: from the world of creation to the creation of a world in which the first place is occupied by a fulfilling experience of an ideal transferable from a self-contained entity to a variety of entities with distinct evolutions.

The rose is more than a mere format of reality when it comes to the clairvoyant contemplation of the outside world, it is a long process of purification and sacralization of a vast artistic heritage that impresses us with new meanings of interpretation of the Great Work, urging us to live according to the rules of the surrounding environment.

When I’ll get a better understanding of the origin of the rose, I will see that it is a reflection of myself in another form of existence, which can be expressed in a matrix word of the pure universal language: “Metamorphosis”.

The Memory Of A Rose That Is Seen In Another Appearance is born only in the mind of an exceptional storyteller who lives another life within himself, a life that is not his and will never end, a life that is not satisfied only with the visible, palpable. But one that is cleverly designed by a Creator who puts his creation on account of the interweaving of the springs of an autonomous being with the springs of a thought that invites respect for nature.