My life passes through sensual fluctuations, through fantasies (occasionally fulfilled) of an erotic nature.
My work veers towards the intellect.
Perhaps rightly so.
Then again, my work is like this amphora I mentioned before: it is open to various interpretations.
And my love life has its manifestation, unintelligible only to the unsuspecting. If I manifested it more openly, perhaps the artistic field would not be wide enough to accommodate me, would not suffice.
I work like the ancients. They practiced philosophy, they wrote history, dramas of mythological tragedy –love-struck, so many of them– just like me.
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