Image transfer and egg tempera on board, 14×16 cm, 2013
People impersonating other people on a scented stage. Misunderstanding their inferiorities. Spontaneous disorientation. And yawning in different tonalities. Open a book and read aloud the faces and places shivering as monosyllabic intruders. Semi-legendary revelations are irritated by the dynamic disorder of illusions. Freedom of immobility is a memory of an eternal journey.
Oh, prejudice, hold down the metaphoric mutability of settings.
To know is to suffer.
Forking patterns on the ceiling of childhood. Colour-coding the states of profanation. Conversion of a rebellious narrative with a loud crash! and bang! I am not the possessor of phenomena. Is the consciousness of libido compatible with its freedom of movement?
Text by Kiril Bozhinov