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Bow And Arrowdark Forest Level
Mosquera Rafael Magdalena Barsky for
I recognize walking down the sidewalk half a block ahead of me, arriving punctually at the time agreed to the workshop. Suddenly stops, turns and so I expected to enter .... Do I get? How did that was there?
This sensitivity is intuitive in his work ... let go and flow. He says he is quiet and does not want to force anything. Could it be that it costs to terminate a work? "Able to follow her ..." he says.
His drawings are born of chance. While bus trip lightly holding a microfiber and rests on a blank sheet. The rest? left to traffic, traffic lights and potholes in the streets of the city are slowly making up a host of interwoven lines. Will deliberate and anticipating the moves to bring the resource at their disposal. The performances are thousands and is interested they can be seen by rotating the paper in different ways.
The same thing happens with paintings.
me the sample on the floor, "would be better on top of a coffee table or a platform, but does not mention a single nail or tape or easels. Are to be seen from above ... and inciting to be traversed as if they were sculptures.
Turquoise, yellow ... short and hidden, but they are ... and others that hover between the different grays. But we must find them and it depends on you. Not interested to continue adding to figuration and tells me "there is enough track of things."
are like a game. He says to recognize landscapes and characters of Moby Dick, a book that has been reading, but says he does not care that we all see that. That is his personal game, and so that each plays his own. So without further ado, we throw the dice to see who goes. 
I recognize walking down the sidewalk half a block ahead of me, arriving punctually at the time agreed to the workshop. Suddenly stops, turns and so I expected to enter .... Do I get? How did that was there?
This sensitivity is intuitive in his work ... let go and flow. He says he is quiet and does not want to force anything. Could it be that it costs to terminate a work? "Able to follow her ..." he says.
His drawings are born of chance. While bus trip lightly holding a microfiber and rests on a blank sheet. The rest? left to traffic, traffic lights and potholes in the streets of the city are slowly making up a host of interwoven lines. Will deliberate and anticipating the moves to bring the resource at their disposal. The performances are thousands and is interested they can be seen by rotating the paper in different ways.
The same thing happens with paintings.
me the sample on the floor, "would be better on top of a coffee table or a platform, but does not mention a single nail or tape or easels. Are to be seen from above ... and inciting to be traversed as if they were sculptures.
Turquoise, yellow ... short and hidden, but they are ... and others that hover between the different grays. But we must find them and it depends on you. Not interested to continue adding to figuration and tells me "there is enough track of things."
are like a game. He says to recognize landscapes and characters of Moby Dick, a book that has been reading, but says he does not care that we all see that. That is his personal game, and so that each plays his own. So without further ado, we throw the dice to see who goes.
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