The spaces of a novel are frightening, I was used to writing short poems, it is as if someone used to running 100 meters, has to do a marathon. I don’t like the unfinished and I don’t practice it anymore, some unfinished from the past are due to fate, some searched for, however, I place […]
It is accomplished when I transmitted to the work what I wanted to convey, which coincides with the moment in which the work finally gives me something back (which is often something completely unexpected). Unfinished what colour/shape does it have? It would be a painting, a fairly large picture, the drawing is finished but […]
The unfinished is … a precious, protected, peaceful place in which to feel at ease. If I say “unfinished” what is the first thing that comes to your mind? The most desired things, the ones I would like to accomplish, something I have been waiting for a long time to work on, something I […]
It makes me think of a tangle made up of many fluorescent colours, or many balls that are intertwined, or many tentacles that intertwine, like something that does not stand still, is moving, like so many molecules, something alive, the unfinished is a living matter. Living is fertilizer, the metaphor that comes to my mind […]
In a folder on the computer, and even more so in a bunch of notebooks, I collect the constellations of errors, the still inadequate pages, the ideas that have still sprung up, the ideas that are not mature yet; and who knows that these notes and fragments, this firmament of rambling things will one day […]
The great unfinished of my life are the books. I can’t finish them and often I can’t even start them. I like having so many books full of wise words and I imagine myself absorbing all the wisdom they contain. I struggle to finish them because I already want to know what the next one […]
I see the aesthetics of the unfinished rich and deep in meanings … the wall not painted to completion can have great strength. If I say “unfinished” what is the first thing that comes to your mind? I am reminded of the Japanese philosophy wabi sabi, of the beauty of imperfection, of the depth […]
If I think of the unfinished it comes to mind when I painted the entrance in my apartment. I started the chore and then left it half painted for months. Finally, I called a house painter to finish the job. If I say “unfinished” what is the first thing that comes to your mind? […]
“[The unfinished] does not exist!”. It does not exist because I promised myself at a certain point in my life that everything I wanted to do, no matter how long it would take, I would be able to do it. If I say “unfinished” what is the first thing that comes to your mind? […]
The unfinished is like something a little hard, a hard material, not too malleable, as if frozen, for which you have to put effort and more effort to take back and bring to completion. If I tell you “unfinished” what is the first thing that comes to your mind? Michelangelo, something uncompleted but not […]
