Friday, December 11, 2009

ΓΛΥΠΤΑ ΑΠΟ ΑΛΑΤΙ, Η ΣΗΜΑΣΙΑ ΤΗΣ ΜΝΗΜΗΣ ΚΑΙ Ο ΘΑΝΑΤΟΣ


Teens, please think about only your creative voice. For 20’s generations, please act for a friend. 30’s generations, please act for the environment of the circumference. 40’s generations, let's act for a country and the world. And, I think that the artist should have such a freedom as necessary to speak with freedom and passion.
The Fukuoka earthquake of 2005 was generated two days after the opening of the exhibition. The installation was unsettled and fell to the ground in a disruptive and poetic manner.

Drawing a labyrinth with salt is like following a trace of my memory. Memories seem to change and vanish as time goes by. However, what I sought for was the way in which I could touch a precious moment in my memories, which cannot be attained through pictures or writings. What I look for at the end of the act of drawing could be a feeling of touching a precious memory.
During the course of drawing, I cannot tell it if will reach the essential point till its very end because lines are curved or cut against my intention. It depends not only on my psychological or physical condition, but also on the condition of the floor or the level of humidity. I always silently follow the trace, that is controlled as well as uncontrolled from the start point after I have completed it.ΦΩΤΟ




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