early morning...

 

 

it was this time of the year, but many years

ago... early morning, into the woods,

on Uetliberg, somewhere up there

just aside from the path.. 

 

"l'incontro" / FINE-ART PRINT

330g Shiro Echo Favini high quality

recycled cotton paper

signed & numbered

 

Glimpses Fine-Art Prints serie

>>> in my shop 

 

 

GLIMPSES

 

 

GLIMPSES

LEPORELLO

 

SHIRO ECHO FAVINI

RECYCLED COTTON PAPER

ÀDITYA . Lugano

via Cattedrale 13

new copies there very soon

 

and in my online shop

 

Glimpses original artworks

 

GLIMPSES . fragments

original artworks for the Leporello

 

so tiny thing

 

"so tiny thing" one of the first postcards

in the serie, a fragment from "Glimpses",

one of the remembrance of the woods,

this tiny plant who grow in the fresh

shadow of the trees. 

 

The original artwork, a mixture of pencil,

watercolour and acrylic white on grey

heavy cardboard —still visible in its

 

texture here and there.

"Glimpses" original artworks still with me,

the whole of them, togather with sketches

and the artworks which remained aside,

hidden...

and new postcards now, just ready

again to travel everywhere

 

 

 

illusimi.com > Glimpses 

▶︎ my shop

 

 

 

 

Glimpses / Leporello

 

Glimpses I & II

—small edition Leporello

recycled cotton paper

12x12 [x60] cover : 12X12cm

full length open leporello : 12X60cm

 

NOW available again in Lugano

> Aditya

 

 

 

 

GLIMPSES . Leporello

 

GLIMPSES . Leporello I & II 

soon in St. Gallen

very warm welcomed 

together with my postcards

 

Buchhandlung zur Rose

—Gallusstrasse 18

 

 

Glimpses

is something caught from the corner

of the eyes. Something that remains...

A memory of the wood, not just a wood

but different woods, the woods where

I usually go for a walk and every woods.

 

It is that very moment in which you stop,

motionless, looking at the rustle, every

sense sharpened in endless seconds,

waiting for something to happen.

Something maybe will appear,

or will not, not at the eyes.

And sometimes you come in touch with

that "something" in a kind of auditive way,

not less intense than sight, and something

magic is stuck in your memory, forever...

 

something more about Glimpses...

here and here

 

in settembre...

remembrance of the wood

mixed media on grey cardboard