Interiors
Existence crumbles in these places, spaces whose transcendence encompasses the unspeakable, the minimum, the essential. I situate myself, consciously, close to what is happening, to what is detached from me. Representing oneself, unfolding into everyday, intimate echoes, generate inner states. States that speak of the depths of being, of space, of nothingness...
"Slowly the moons follow the moons,
as light gives way to light, days to days,
the tenacious eyelid to the same dream. Living is easy.
It's hard to survive what you've lived."
J. A. VALENTE