The very thing that brings the work to life is the thing that will cause its death....its been like that it has been taken off to another world.. it doesnt feel like destruction...it feels as if you have touched the heart of the place...thats the way of understanding....seeing something u never saw before...which was always there but you were blind to...somethin very alien to the world...
what lies below the surface, effects the surface..... I have always liked the sensation of travelling.. makes me dislocated...uprooted...and may be thats the rebel in me which appreciates this sensation...
I have never understoood the relationship of stone with the fluidity.....the continuous pursuit of the life......I have this feeling that i approach its depth the more i get to know it...the life is also in me ..............Its just the feeling of energy flowing thru all things ...
I made a relationship and took it to the extent of collapse..... and there created a beautiful balance.....Something so dramatic so intense could be so hidden..... so underneath the skin of the body...something very alien to the world...
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