Veils is a carefree essay; it is attached to each one’s personal sensations. It is a study about the unexpected, the here and now and the detachment. It is an essay about the construction of deconstruction. There are several editions, tones and colors. The end of a story always begins a new one. When the wind comes string, the veil waves in a casual way without worrying of nothing, detaching itself from its own ego, revealing a new face.
Life is made of experiences and moments, covering us by layers, represented by the ink: the veil – which is our perception of reality imposed by the daily living. Because of this, it is uncertain, abstract and full of accidental traits.
The feeling of diving into the water and letting this layer vanishes itself naturally is unique, it may be empty or full, boring or contemplative, but its true and unique importance is to bring us to the present.
The present is beautiful, colorful, and full of sensations and emotions. We are happy in moments we are dive completely in of something, when we can detach from the past and future, from mania, thoughts and repetitive actions. The present is pure art, the art of self-awareness and acceptance. Happiness is just this, it is to know how to identify the good and bad moments and appreciate them as a whole without the external interference.
Our truth is under so many layers; now it is up to the viewer/diver appreciate its own present without any judgments.
May good winds take us all!
