Sunday Morning.Poetto, Cagliari's sea.
I connected with the nature and my inner child, an experiment from Nancy Azara's book, Spirit Taking Form: "When you are an artist, you can again see the world with the eyes of the child-with the 'beginner's eyes' and the 'beginner's mind'..."
"Notice everything.Touch it too, if you can" says Azara.
So...I was walking and I noticed the sand. I noticed the surface and the texture, black and white, sand matt and sand glittering. The footsteps of hundreds of feet create an invisible and mysterious people. These footsteps seems the movement of a human tide that is gone. To the left, my shadow: I am the witness of this transhumance...
The sea.A sea noisy, sometimes frightening, but clean and fresh. A strong smell of salt and algae. A white and cheerful foam which seems a lace that comes and goes.
"Breath and breath"-says Nancy Azara-" watch yourself be with your breath"...
I was almost hypnotized by the waves of the sea and observing the embroidery of blue and green waves, when suddenly a ray of Sun has broken down the colors of the waves and changed the natural painting. The embroidery of water has become a mosaic of shells, algae and gurgles of water!
Fantastic, a fabric of water and plants!
I have decide to take home a treasure for my sculptures. Without a specific idea.
Only shapes and forms. Shapes like wood, shells, stones, sand...relax relax relax... eat for my spirit and water for my dolls...refresh your eyes:this sunday morning is the time for stones. A strange couple, but very interesting: stones and water.
The sea is now far and lives in my inner child. I became a stone, I'm a stone. (and a shell, and...)And this is my treasure, and your WHAT IS?
