MIMESIS
MIMESIS
I have always loved to observe nature down to the smallest detail, the way it sometimes seems to make fun of us.
The plant kingdom often seems to mirror the animal kingdom in its shapes, colours and textures: a flower can become a bird, an insect, a feather.
How much of all this, how much of what we are, is determined or rather the result of an adaptation, an exchange, a kind of constant osmosis with the surrounding environment?
This work is a of meditation on beauty, a rediscovery of my childlike gaze interpreting reality in an unconventional way.
It is also a reflection on the sense of identity and the deceptiveness of appearances.
Is there a line between appearance and self-perception?
And if there is, who draws it? Is it a meaningful boundary in life?