Each movement you make first marches through your soul. As if it would be arriving back from your future. There is an invisible part of being in people that exists in continuous dynamics. It moves in motionlessness too. The movement of the body steps out from it too, and when we try to rule over it and keep it back we can feel it stretching us from the inside. I sometimes have the presentiment that from this world of the transcendence certain emotions arrive to me if my attention and consciousness are directed towards it. I try to translate the invisible dynamics of the soul into the language of the drawings in my own particular way of expressing myself.
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