Memories of me

Somewhere, inside of us lie forever change - color skies. Memory of tree and sea - gall's remindings lie there too. It saunds as absolutely - transparent musical tone. We could hear nature organically, simply, couse we are drop of it.


"To vikings"	"Fog in Japanese tones"

I return myself to my mind. I'm alone. I'm nude. I move. Slowly, without hurry. I touch more far. I feel every plastic change and see my existence. Being sculpture - in move takes me especial expierence. Every move is clear, alone, repeatless.


"Thin grass"	"Untitled"

I move without any thoughts or ideas. Unable to touch, invisible sounds are around me and inside of me.

I remember myself being young, small and more deeply - embrion. I feel fragile brieth of thumb. It seems as crystal drop. It could be rain drop or fallen rainbow's color. My body is light as transparent. A lot of skies are around me and inside of me.


"Feeling of lightness"	"Earth"

I fall into my dreams - begin from simple, common and close. Nearly sounds sweet lullaby - a bit forgotten. Unbelievable things harmonically exist in reality. Mind is absolutely clear.

I cann't express my emotions, couse words, sentences or formulated thoughts don't exist at this time. Being with colors, music and something is undrown and nameless is absolutely crazy, beautiful and calm. I'm not exist. I remember all impression of first archaic expierence in being fan forest, dinosaures embryon, syrene, nymph, sphinx. Being created is unique expierence. Those colors are alive, easy-changeful, simple.


"Secrets of tree"	"the power of sea and mind"

Nothing difficult, noisy, worry. It's full of harmony. Just the aroused memories. Memories of me and deeply in me.


"Ugly and beautiful"	"Memories of me"