Thus, simple elements becoming unreal visions, a fascinating abstrat cromatism. Magic. Art, who has the power to convince that every single element who surround us could express itself.
Depth.
Wine and its Grape, protagonists of this exibith, come to life and move harmoniously into our's observant eye creations.
A slow movement, almost static, into an extreme rarefied scenography, a Technicolor Estetic.
Their strenght resides in the power of essentiality, into the ability to block the time, to tell the perfection into the imperfection of an element which is nowaday part of our usual day.
Suddenly - the Wine - is being transported beyond objective and conceptual limits, in a closeness but still absence with the contiguous object of its existence - the Glass - leaving the observer suspended between dream and reality.
Movement.
Contrast.
Harmony. Technicolor.
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