петък, 28 септември 2012 г.

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any place is worth nothing if the place isn't shared with somebody





Only the foreigners can see each other with wide open eyes
when they don't know anything about each other
and can't speak in same language...

This is so real so beautiful ...I am already in love with this nescience


About the art.
..... the contemporary conceptual art, I find it so much aggressive.
This art, for me especially is not exactly art, the artists of it search to express the ugly, and the horrible part of the life, with way that for me is very sick and useless burden.
Their philosophy about the art is very useless complicate.
I think that the mission of the art is not to depress you and let you fall down, exactly the opposite.
The art's mission  is to rise up yourself, it has to be like poetry.

I think
The point of the Paint is to exist, to suggests itself , without words and explanations
their sense is to be a Paint and nothing else, just Paint
It is so complicated as the life.

  
Nikola Slatteri








I would like to dedicate my existence into the painting,
I want to be the painting,
However... Furstly I have to became like the air, and to be everything around us.


to express something from the enturnity,
to feel yourself  in deep revelation
this is so unique for every single artist, for that every enturnal topic is reflected always different

dear...painting
There, where I live. This, which I enjoy and in which I will die


 a  revelation of my existence

Yo penso, vivo i sueno,  …en algún lugar de Barselona


                              En algun lugar de Espanya

вторник, 25 септември 2012 г.


I think that the mission of the art is not to depress you and let you fall down, exactly the opposite.
The art's mission  is to rise up yourself, it has to be like poetry.

неделя, 16 септември 2012 г.

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