In 1995 the director Theo Angelopoulos made the movie “Ulysses’ gaze” focused on his personal reflection on memories linked to images, on that first simple glance that generates them both. Angelopoulos searches for the frames of a world of men and women, of shadows, far away in time and perhaps forgotten forever.
Each one of us has a heritage of pictures, a collection of views that we believe lost.
These images of mine are the poetic representation of forms and inner landscapes, symbols and signs of our unconscious life. The human soul has an infinite archive of content apparently forgotten by distraction or for convenience.
Finding them always generates a particular joy, secret amazement like a rebirth.
In this world of geometric visions, duality plays strange tricks: light and dark, black and white, high and low, shapes and meanings mix, exchange and invert themselves continuously in search of new transitory balances.
Absence of motion is only apparent.
Within these forms, there is the hidden dynamism of the human being’s creative life that is always present in each one of us.
Memories can’t wait.