Why Write [about My Art]? Why Not

I Ground Matter To Find The Continuous Line. And When I Realized I Could Not Find It, I Stopped, As If An Unseen Someone Had Slapped My Hands.

Create Like A God, Command Like A King, Work Like A Slave.

I Do Not Aspire To Be In Fashion. For What Is In Fashion, Goes Out Of Fashion If, On The Contrary, Your Work Is Contested Today, It Doesn't Matter. For When It Is Finally Understood, It Will Be For Eternity.

Simplicity Is Complexity Resolved

Why Write [about My Art]? Why Not Just Show The Photographs?