| I want you to know one thing. You know how this is: if I look at the crystal moon, at the red branch of the slow autumn at my window, if I touch near the fire the impalpable ash or the wrinkled body of the log, everything carries me to you, as if everything that exists, aromas, light, metals, were little boats that sail toward those isles of yours that wait for me. Well, now, if little by little you stop loving me I shall stop loving you ... little by little. If suddenly you forget me do not look for me ... for I shall already have forgotten you. If you think it long and mad, the wind of banners that passes through my life, and you decide to leave me at the shore of the heart where I have roots, remember that on that day, at that hour, I shall lift my arms and my roots will set off to seek another land. But ... if each day, each hour, you feel that you are destined for me with implacable sweetness, if each day a flower climbs up to your lips to seek me, in me all that fire is repeated, in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved, and as long as you live it will be in your arms without leaving mine.  |
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2.0.0.7. See A.R.T.
Hundreds of years ahead of him. A welcome from the far future to the darkness of present and past, the artist is obvious for the next installment. You are all about to dive into a new dimension of the astrolabe, the images will guide you into the epic tale of the endless space, light and color. Endless darkness, eternal halcyon, the definite riddle. All has the same way…
Fear this!… Fear the forthcoming!.. There’s no way to hide or run away from the discovery…Cosmic doors are open…and yes, it does move, and yes Halcyon goes on the artistic journey without any limitation on time, space and any dimension of existence. Just light and darkness.
The colors hypnotizes the self, a progressive start to the new chapter, showcasing the essential quality of the artist ... Like a poetic harmony, traditional roots are meeting the future, the light fades out to darkness, to repeat the reality of what you have already started … Images are in futuristic compositions, deep mystic layers are lying down to the post modern view of this continuum … Fading into a fabulous artistic collage, you start to wonder and begin to feel. Feel the creationism, feel the images, surpass the hexagonal experience, flow into this translucent river of light and color.
You are all about to wake up in your dream… Rolling spheres, planets and galaxies ... you wake up in space. Lights and shadows, colors and shades of gray are is leading you throughout this experience until the next path in your galaxy. A genuine operatic new age vision, ethereal and unpredictable. In the end of this unique architecture you arrive to an oozing silent scream in an unbreakable silence, the extra terrestrial masterpiece and the morphing soul is now frozen with the coldness… Art is here ... Alive!
From dream to nightmare, from light to darkness, these images collide together to bring you closer to your inner demons. It's a dark, haunting atmosphere… Stars are all falling down, from this precious invisible love, heading to the volcanic moon of Jupiter, meet the natives, see the shades of the mechanism, something organic breathing there, it is excited to see you, staring at you with red eyes…It's the artist himself, but every journey has a returning time, so you are bond to go back. You are flowing, you are dreaming … of someone left behind. You left a piece of your heart in your last stop, it is aching deep inside, but this is what the artist is feeding… true emotions. Very special emotions, with loads of senses inside. This is an image not to be seen, an image for just to be felt inside.No words can describe the feeling in this image…Sensual, capturing, mesmerizing layers…
This is the ending perspective in a night dream in which you are all gazing into the dark sky at the glimmering stars … hoping ... for better! Hoping ... for more Halcyon.
The end was actually hiding a new beginning in its sphere ... darkness became the light, the wind turned into the smell of fear… and the endless space has started sending the message. It was the time to decode the signals from the laboratory of the alchemist … We are obscure, we are complex … Feel the routine ... see the unfathomable and the esoteric movement of the astrolabe… See ART!
Dreaming of Andromeda ... 2007 ... Soon ...
Fear this!… Fear the forthcoming!.. There’s no way to hide or run away from the discovery…Cosmic doors are open…and yes, it does move, and yes Halcyon goes on the artistic journey without any limitation on time, space and any dimension of existence. Just light and darkness.
The colors hypnotizes the self, a progressive start to the new chapter, showcasing the essential quality of the artist ... Like a poetic harmony, traditional roots are meeting the future, the light fades out to darkness, to repeat the reality of what you have already started … Images are in futuristic compositions, deep mystic layers are lying down to the post modern view of this continuum … Fading into a fabulous artistic collage, you start to wonder and begin to feel. Feel the creationism, feel the images, surpass the hexagonal experience, flow into this translucent river of light and color.
You are all about to wake up in your dream… Rolling spheres, planets and galaxies ... you wake up in space. Lights and shadows, colors and shades of gray are is leading you throughout this experience until the next path in your galaxy. A genuine operatic new age vision, ethereal and unpredictable. In the end of this unique architecture you arrive to an oozing silent scream in an unbreakable silence, the extra terrestrial masterpiece and the morphing soul is now frozen with the coldness… Art is here ... Alive!
From dream to nightmare, from light to darkness, these images collide together to bring you closer to your inner demons. It's a dark, haunting atmosphere… Stars are all falling down, from this precious invisible love, heading to the volcanic moon of Jupiter, meet the natives, see the shades of the mechanism, something organic breathing there, it is excited to see you, staring at you with red eyes…It's the artist himself, but every journey has a returning time, so you are bond to go back. You are flowing, you are dreaming … of someone left behind. You left a piece of your heart in your last stop, it is aching deep inside, but this is what the artist is feeding… true emotions. Very special emotions, with loads of senses inside. This is an image not to be seen, an image for just to be felt inside.No words can describe the feeling in this image…Sensual, capturing, mesmerizing layers…
This is the ending perspective in a night dream in which you are all gazing into the dark sky at the glimmering stars … hoping ... for better! Hoping ... for more Halcyon.
The end was actually hiding a new beginning in its sphere ... darkness became the light, the wind turned into the smell of fear… and the endless space has started sending the message. It was the time to decode the signals from the laboratory of the alchemist … We are obscure, we are complex … Feel the routine ... see the unfathomable and the esoteric movement of the astrolabe… See ART!
Dreaming of Andromeda ... 2007 ... Soon ...
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Houses... are alive. This is something we know. News from our nerve endings. If we're quiet, if we listen, we can hear houses breath. Sometimes, in the depth of the night, you can even hear them groan. It's as if they were having bad dreams. A good house cradles and comforts, a bad one fills us with instinctive unease. Bad houses hate our warmth and our human-ness. That blind hate of our humanity is what we mean when we use the word 'haunted'... 14.12.06
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4 the 1st time
Hear my spirit crying in the night and i feel like i'm in love with you ... for the first time.I believe you feel you gotta be and i feel like everything you do, you do it for me
For the first time ...
For me ... for me
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Haze ... breathe in
Haze, with no air to breathe
Blaze, from the sunshine
Standing, fresh air from deep within
Faeries dancing all over me
Here, where love can grow
Clear, still waters
Blue, from a summer sky
True words never die
Gazing at a perfect sky
Close your eyes, and I'll be there by your side
Dreaming of the days gone by
Take me back to when I was by your side,
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