Art is a dream.
Music is the most powerful Art of them all because it lives inside me in a non-material form.
The moment that dream starts manifesting itself, it can either become a nightmare or a dream within the dream.
Relevance, struggle, desire, necessity, hostility, resistance, success, failure.
Everything works in conjunction against the artist or in his favour.
So what is powerful?
Necessity or desire?
In art, the expression requires a point of view, as it doesn’t matter how deep the knowledge we start from is.
Preliminary knowledge is delusional as the great greek thought me: “The only true wisdom is in knowing one knows nothing.”
So how do I progress towards knowledge?
The point of view and its movement is crucial, including the freedom to move the point of view constantly.
Variating the position of my point of view doesn’t imply necessarily to achieve the knowledge over a phenomenon, but it helps getting closer to its nature.
Every issue or calculation the mind can solve, can absorb within minutes or hours, the hearth could take years to elaborate.
Then the dream waters down even more almost like expanding and contracting at the same time.
Time is the only distance that separates the heart from the mind.
Traveling through space and experiences, moving me and my point of view remains decisive.
Everything depends on the intention.
Everything depends on being willing to observe what I would normally ignore otherwise.
When I dream I travel, and when I travel I move away from something, getting closer to something else.
In my dream I am a genius, a powerful human being.
A genius is made out of dreams and the ability to turn those into art pieces that people can experience.
In my dream I get everything I want in the exact form and shape I desire.
The struggle in between is just background noise as there is no way to achieve anything if I achieve what I need at the very first attempt.
The dream takes time to build and shape, while the escape from the real-life labyrinth fueled by noise takes place.
Rush is the evil.
Instantaneity is delusion.
In my dream, Time is the only distance that separates my mind from my heart.
I can’t believe after all these years you are so lucid, so emotionally powerful and yet able to deliver something that sounds fresh and warm every time.
You really are an amazing Artist. This space is becoming a staple for me to read.
Fantastic concept of merging pictures, thoughts and of course your music. You’re coming through as a very mature and esthetic artist.