ABOUT THE WORK
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When you feel the dusk arrives at a certain point in your life, your horizon narrows, vision blurs. The dusk... Read More
When you feel the dusk arrives at a certain point in your life, your horizon narrows, vision blurs. The dusk arrives like a cleaver. Progressively. Presses you to synthesize, pixelise. But at the end there is always something that keep you going to find the essence.