Snowstorm
“The days of man are like the grass; like the flower of the field he blossoms. The wind shall pass over him, and he shall vanish, and his place shall know him no more…” (Psalm 102:15,16)
We. We crawl up the ladder as best we can. Clinging tightly to its woody flesh. Suddenly someone stops. For him the ladder becomes the frame of a window through which one looks at death.Death metal flies across the sky.We saw the sky when we took our eyes off the stairs, managed to lift our heads and look up. We heard the words «peaceful sky». One man, who had been a soldier in the past, used to tell us thatRead next
If contemporaneity can be critically understood as a category of historical time where different identities, modes of life, forces, factions, and times are forced to coexist under the same imperative of globalisation and its forced subjective unidimensionality, then Sandra’s work is to be critically understood as a working-through of the implications of this contemporaneity. She approaches with apparent endless supplies the contradictions in the subjects of memory, society, love, sex, sacrifice, freedom (and unfreedom), and, in my opinion the ‘puntoRead next
This graphic plane did not arise from a dream… it sounds like the beginning of a fairy tale, but it is most likely about the problems, experiences and other day of the female consciousness, which is difficult to put on the rails of a fabulous atmosphere. This is not a built-in refined story with a good ending … maybe some of these ideas will seem crazy, but for me this is a normal working method that appears not exactly inRead next
“Tell me who’s your friend and I’ll tell you who you are!”
This graphic plane did not arise from a dream… it sounds like the beginning of a fairy tale, but it is most likely about the problems, experiences and other day of the female consciousness, which is difficult to put on the rails of a fabulous atmosphere. This is not a built-in refined story with a good ending … maybe some of these ideas will seem crazy, but for me this is a normal working method that appears not in realityRead next