I love those days when even going to toilet seems to be waist of time…when my head is spinning around from ideas, thoughts, pictures and colors…I love the light on september evenings and those misty mornings that are still to come….I love to sit at home watch the birds in the garden, see the leafs falling down from the trees and let myself go with the flow….I enjoy these short moments when I feel good and untouched by sporadic shit that happens….
Mr.Master today with a nice portrait to make a good first impression when entering the scene
and I’m continuing also collages
A: Why to make collages?
B: Because I want to be a fool….
I m working on new collage series….hope to finish it soon so stay tuned please….I’m gonna need some help with this one…
…ephemeral is the most beautiful english word….I love the way it looks when it is written….but most of all I love the sound of it….ephemeral….there is something ephemeral in the word ephemeral, so light, untouchable, delicate and franglible….this word is on my mind for more than a month now….thanks to a good friend of mine….
….from Greek εφήμερος – ephemeros, literally “lasting only one day”…..
if something is really bad it can become really good, but also really bad
face always remains naked but nobody considers it to be obscene
…Hi I think my name is Silvia Sencekova….and I think I am in Warsaw at the moment….and I also think these are clear facts…but maybe not….because the enemy of all the wise man CHAOS came for a visit…and my life turned into a roller coster ride….I m dealing with such things that I would not expect one week ago…my future is being questioned…and I lost myself somewhere in the jungle…so to calm down I again robbed my own archive…some old collages..long time ago..when everything was so clear….or maybe NOT…