Oils ,Inks & Acrylics
REM 2.0: Subconscious Dreams and Recollections of an Immigrant
Mix media (acrylics, inks, drawing pen, coffee) on Paper Original Dimensions: 59.4x84.1cm
Prints Available; 16” x 20”, Limited edition of 6, $165
"Your dreams mix with your reality and you are not sure which is which until you wake up. Even then, you are left with the unsettling feeling you are not fully out of it. Like tentacles dragging you back to an endless REM mode. Where your brain is somewhat active, somewhat not. Muffled. And your consciousness tries to scream "WAKE UP" ."
Cyprentini
Mixed media (pen, Inks, Acrylic Inks and Acrylics) on Paper Original Dimensions: 59.4x84.1cm
Prints Available; 16” x 20”, Limited edition of 6, $165
Part of the “Urban Forest” project, a folk tale of humanity’s ancestors were trees who lifted the roots and started to walk. As time went on, and generations went by, the memory of their origins faded but only few remembered. Cyprentini was a nymph and the daughter of the first trees to walk, reborn and emerging for her ancestors remains.
Fluid Consciousness
Oil on Canvas Panel
Prints Available; 14” x 18”, Limited edition of 6, $150
A painting expressing our consciousness; between the wake and dream state of mind is not always clearly defined. Lucid dreams are still quite blurred and those moments when one wakes up uncertain of their own state of mind.
Horses & Waves
Inks on A1 (594 x 841 mm, 23.4 x 33.1 inches) 415gsm smooth paper
No prints available
George Orwell’s Animal Farm
Acrylics, Inks and Acrylic Inks on paper. 2010
Original paintings on A1 (594 x 841 mm, 23.4 x 33.1 inches) 415gsm smooth paper
No prints available
Chapter 10
"The creatures outside looked from pig to man, and from man to pig, and from pig to man again; but already it was impossible to say which was which."
Chapter 1
"Comrades, you have heard already about the strange dream that I had last night.[…]”
Chapter 5
“These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible.”
Chapter 7
“When the hens heard this, they raised a terrible outcry. They had been warned earlier that this sacrifice might be necessary, but had not believed that it would really happen. They were just getting their clutches ready for the spring sitting, and they protested that to take the eggs away now was murder. For the first time since the expulsion of Jones, there was something resembling a rebellion.”
Chapter 7
“They were all slain on the spot. And so the tale of confessions and executions went on, until there was a pile of corpses lying before Napoleon's feet and the air was heavy with the smell of blood, which had been unknown there since the expulsion of Jones.”
Chapter 10
”Four legs good, two legs better!”