suddenly the book fell in the calle cernuda
cries of amazement in japanese rendering
full of nervous scratches on dusty windows
of a world that surprises
Sands of the Sahara disseminates, spreads and drops like body, landscape, look of the page
Sands of the Sahara is a virtual exhibition, image of diversity in which everyone, nearby and far away, young and old, takes part.
like in the distance rough language and resistance
just like hands which leave the land en masse
leaving threads behind, lines walking
until almost beyond the horizon
ART is word and image, image in word and word in image.
Word after word, image after image.
ART is multiform, simultaneous, and omnipresent.
the rough brush combing the landscape
here has I thought
a long journey the day and night
of hours around and world
We describe and imagine ourselves. We are thing, word and image.