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For me, creating with words is a demiurgic act. Every artwork is born from a coded system of symbols—language, the most powerful technology human beings have ever devised. Naming is the first gesture of understanding—and of power—over reality. Words and code are the DNA of my works. In them, language is not merely a vessel of meaning but a living substance, a generative force. As written in the Gospel of John: “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God.” In my process, the prompt mirrors this primordial act: a spark of creation that brings form, light, and meaning into being. I make visible the narrative fabric hidden behind every image, restoring to language its original power—the power to create worlds.
Golden Age I remember something I don't know, but whose sole illusion of reminiscence provokes in me the happiness of the instant. This is my Golden Age, somewhere out of time and space, in which I keep rooting my way forward. The perpetual spark that fuels my motion. Such place is never the same, ever evolving along my current inspirations. I carefully archive all its mutations, writing the history of my consciousness. I'm not alone in there. Being surrounded by great minds from the past and future, we discuss about impossible means to share eternity. But no one know all this, as I remain silent to preserve my Golden Age.