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archives — 1

I’ve found several unfinished half-forgotten works from 2009-2013 in the old portfolios. Seven or even more. Not a good indicator, and according to estimations, the creative forces required for their completion still remain much closer to zero rather than to seven. Perspectives? Maybe autumn. Maybe the next year. Maybe another five years…

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Blackmoon Letter. Detail-1

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Unfinished Ones. Detail-1

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Calligraphic Improvisation 4

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Oracunda. Detail-1

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the silver book — 1

The fragments from The Silver Book – series 1. The Silver Book is an old geography handbook, which since ~2007 has gradually been altered into a scrapbook of creative improvisations and a notebook of thoughts, ideas, memories, fragments of poetry, etc. It is also a kind of laboratory for my personal mythology and a travelogue of semantic expeditions. Moreover, it is a real part of the concept of Library of White Books – the metaphor for the entirety of my creative activity, where words are like seeds, and where books are like plants. The Silver Book is a part of this ever-growing garden of mysteries forgotten, living, and those yet to be discovered; and this set of pictures from 2009 is but a glance into the book, into one of its many dimensions.

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It’s high time to do what I said. Seven years of sleeping behind my wardrobe or being packed on countless cds is too much for all these… ‘fragments’ waiting for their moment to become a part of a ‘bigger piece’, a moment which never comes. Up until now, when the step backwards must be taken in order to take more steps onwards. There’s more to come…