• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 07

My Archeologycal Mind

Leaves never grow on trees
This is one of the secrets that Max Ernst detained in his art
It reminds me, the secrets of Gino De Dominicis or
the lust lost boys lovers of Caravaggio.

Artists don't push boundaries,
They just step aside the world.
Appearances are just an appendix of the reality
What about the Ultra-reality?

Tu es le Héros Depravé
Haiku pervert
In planimetry techniques
Crux Tibi Lux Mea
Imitatio Christi
Mio grande maestro ribelle

Artists don't push boundaries,
They open doors
in your mind
for letting us see that
Leaves never grow on trees.