" Stones speakers . E 'research on the forms that the artist made as driven by a dream that emerges again and again and, in other veined stones as small inscriptions from finger time and tell the story of life. The works are far from traditional theme, in they can be seen in an unmistakable way that 'the aura "surreal that makes precious and mysterious works of the artist in the prime of his maturity as a man. . So the stones speak, tell us with their forms of world history, the life that is born, death, in a series of events that remain indelibly written on those stones burned by the sun, those long shadows, as if they were long train blacks on red soil of Mars.
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" Stones speakers . E 'research on the forms that the artist made as driven by a dream that emerges again and again and, in other veined stones as small inscriptions from finger time and tell the story of life. The works are far from traditional theme, in they can be seen in an unmistakable way that 'the aura "surreal that makes precious and mysterious works of the artist in the prime of his maturity as a man. . So the stones speak, tell us with their forms of world history, the life that is born, death, in a series of events that remain indelibly written on those stones burned by the sun, those long shadows, as if they were long train blacks on red soil of Mars.
" Stones speakers . E 'research on the forms that the artist made as driven by a dream that emerges again and again and, in other veined stones as small inscriptions from finger time and tell the story of life. The works are far from traditional theme, in they can be seen in an unmistakable way that 'the aura "surreal that makes precious and mysterious works of the artist in the prime of his maturity as a man. . So the stones speak, tell us with their forms of world history, the life that is born, death, in a series of events that remain indelibly written on those stones burned by the sun, those long shadows, as if they were long train blacks on red soil of Mars.
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