"Like the waves of the sea, the days and hours strike our spirit, carrying within them a particular pain or pleasure that always ends up passing by. When we were naked children on the beach, we had no awareness of the abstract sea, but rather of the surf that invaded the sands, and against it, we set our challenge. Every wave was a combat. Some waves were very gentle, barely wetting our feet, while others, taller, made our bodies float; some even came to fully inundate us with a gentle love, but suddenly, at a distance from our tiny marine horizon, a large, concave wave appeared, adorned with a furious crest of foam, greeted with excited shouts. The children prepared to face it: the bravest preferred to cross through it head-on, digging into it with their heads; others managed to crown it by aligning their body rhythm with the force of the surge; and those who saw in it not a concrete struggle but an insurmountable danger, were left defeated and swept away. How pleasantly one slept that night, salty-lipped and exhausted, burned by the sun but not defeated. Practicing those innocent baths on the shore of the sea is the best philosophy to survive adversities. Infinity does not exist; the abyss is only a concept. The little tragedies of each day are made up of waves that strike the side of our vessel. The only wisdom is to divide life into days and hours, to extract from each a concrete victory over pain and a culmination of pleasure. Only one wave can cause your shipwreck—salvation lies in avoiding it."
The Body and the Waves - Manuel Vicent
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The poppy is a wild and delicate flower. It has been used for a long time as a symbol of peace, sleep and death. It is a special flower. It does not allow to be cut, it decomposes and falls apart quickly. The brilliant color and vibrancy that it presents in the field does not last even a few minutes in our hands. If we want to keep it, to make it remain, it will be necessary to elaborate it, work it in such a way that it does not spoil. The resulting, imperfect, nature will be much more complete and elegant… and will remain.
Love and beauty are the two fundamental challenges of the human being and it takes a lifetime to understand them.
Beauty repairs.
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Photograph on 100% cotton Hahnemühle paper with pigmented inks, natural walnut wood frame and museum glass (70% anti-reflective and 90% UVA protection). Red collection (51 pieces). White collection (32 pieces). Numbered and signed work (25 editions of each piece). Each piece comes in a black case, with "Jaime Sicilia" stamped on the cover, specially designed for this project.
"Like the waves of the sea, the days and hours strike our spirit, carrying within them a particular pain or pleasure that always ends up passing by. When we were naked children on the beach, we had no awareness of the abstract sea, but rather of the surf that invaded the sands, and against it, we set our challenge. Every wave was a combat. Some waves were very gentle, barely wetting our feet, while others, taller, made our bodies float; some even came to fully inundate us with a gentle love, but suddenly, at a distance from our tiny marine horizon, a large, concave wave appeared, adorned with a furious crest of foam, greeted with excited shouts. The children prepared to face it: the bravest preferred to cross through it head-on, digging into it with their heads; others managed to crown it by aligning their body rhythm with the force of the surge; and those who saw in it not a concrete struggle but an insurmountable danger, were left defeated and swept away. How pleasantly one slept that night, salty-lipped and exhausted, burned by the sun but not defeated. Practicing those innocent baths on the shore of the sea is the best philosophy to survive adversities. Infinity does not exist; the abyss is only a concept. The little tragedies of each day are made up of waves that strike the side of our vessel. The only wisdom is to divide life into days and hours, to extract from each a concrete victory over pain and a culmination of pleasure. Only one wave can cause your shipwreck—salvation lies in avoiding it."
The Body and the Waves - Manuel Vicent
***
The poppy is a wild and delicate flower. It has been used for a long time as a symbol of peace, sleep and death. It is a special flower. It does not allow to be cut, it decomposes and falls apart quickly. The brilliant color and vibrancy that it presents in the field does not last even a few minutes in our hands. If we want to keep it, to make it remain, it will be necessary to elaborate it, work it in such a way that it does not spoil. The resulting, imperfect, nature will be much more complete and elegant… and will remain.
Love and beauty are the two fundamental challenges of the human being and it takes a lifetime to understand them.
Beauty repairs.
***
Photograph on 100% cotton Hahnemühle paper with pigmented inks, natural walnut wood frame and museum glass (70% anti-reflective and 90% UVA protection). Red collection (51 pieces). White collection (32 pieces). Numbered and signed work (25 editions of each piece). Each piece comes in a black case, with "Jaime Sicilia" stamped on the cover, specially designed for this project.
