Dreams of the Milky Way. Golden carpet of wishful thinking covered with blue drops of the real sky. Arithmetic progression of the time, space and each and every wrinkle on my face.
The Numbered Collection developed from abstract shapes and forms, drawn from what feels to me like subconscious memory of ‘the beginning’. “No soul could have spoken of the universe’s origin since no one could have existed to witness it,” said poet Ken Chen, yet I feel it as an energy.