Let me show you the dearest room, the room of the living. Come on in. Bodies, faces, breaths, odours and fragrances, stares, frozen and blurred gestures. A lot of fog and cloud.
A lot of abstract nostalgy. Passion and respect. A lot of positive and negative energy. Creativity, agony, suffering, inspiration, stability, harmony, chaos.
I have to be grateful that this room exists. A small studio here, in the middle of town. For me it is the most credible piece of art I have ever created.
Let me introduce you subjectivestudio.