As if everything loves to turn in a circle, within the
cosmic and within the atomic, from turning rapturous round and round stars
burst into light, lightning up a heaven. Their light ecstatic in the dark
turning around and spreading through heaven from the beginning made patterns
since the first star.
My work begins just the same way. Twenty-five years ago, I
painted watercolor circles. Later with the watercolor circles I began to make
radial patterns, then by grouping them together I created a series, like star
constellations, later I projected a multitude of them on my computer screen,
and I started to play by compressing and then expanding them, suddenly some of
those patterns lit up like stars and galaxies. I knew then that what I was
seeing was cosmic, it was the universe.
That was the beginning of a twenty-year voyage into space, I
blew up stars, I merged galaxies at will, and later I started to modify cosmic
visions, rendering them plastic and sculpting them.
