Sunday is the last day. In this season everybody is outside for the first sunny day of the year.

It is crowded, so many people waiting for the drawings, quite warm, a lot of noise, a lot of words. My eyes stares and ramble on the geometric, elaborated and minimalist pieces. It is beautiful, poetic and controlled.

Albert Einstein “The perfection in method and the ultimate aim confusion seems to define our time”. We have the right to ask ourselves what is the perfect method.

Confusing concepts. The commonly used concepts are crashed by senses. The concept is not enough and it can not replace the work.