The-guardian1
The-guardian2
The-guardian3
Donna in Rosso

Donna in Rosso

Fanciullo con Colo

Fanciullo con Colo

Isabelle

Isabelle

Untitled

Untitled

Lucretia

Lucretia

Simphonie en blanc

Simphonie en blanc

The-green-Chair-3
The-green-Chair-4
The-green-Chair-5
 
Jeffrey Darrion Siler & Patrick Allen
Robert Canev
We are proud to present artworks of Jeffrey Darrion Siler (USA), Patrick Allen (USA), Pasquale Bonfilio ( Italy), Robert Canev ( Bulgaria), Cristina Stef (Shveden), Dusan Mària ( Chesh) , Lindsay McCarthy ( Canada)
Pasquale Bonfilio
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Cristina Stef
Dusan Mària
Morning

Morning

Noahs Ark-II

Noahs Ark-II

Noahs Ark

Noahs Ark

Eviction of the Masochist from Hell

Eviction of the Masochist from Hell

Last stop of Don-Quiote

Last stop of Don-Quiote

Lindsay McCarthy
Lindsay3
Lindsay5
Lindsay1
Lindsay2
Lindsay4
EVICTION 
OF THE  MASOCHIST FROM  HELL
OPENING
15 AUGUST 2008
Return coordinates of the last flight of Antoine de Saint Exupéry
The green Chair
The Guardian
I have the Impression
of floating.
Fading in and out,
gliding, slow and pensive;
I am nothing without
the Other. 
Deference; our singularity
making past, future,
present.
Arms outstretched,
turn to greet the new Sun.
Only now each moment
changing
the Horizon. 
FieldEye
From where, comes
this heavy skin,
the hardened resolve?

Visiting Jeffrey

I am still frightened
by You,
I'm Sorry.
You come to me
in dream,
like this dawn;
wild, warm,
stone-chisled-face
(7 times in 5 years)

I feign understanding
and compassion,
but quiver behind shallow
masked guilt.
How to stop
the flood
of memories,
when without effort
they come and taunt
and tap on shoulder
             -little ghosts of the past
               pranksters
                hiding just outside the
                 periphery
popping in,
and out;
world of staggered frames.
Anywhere America,
hotel room,
wouldn't know it's NY
unless you happen
to draw back the curtains.
44th and 8th subway,
C-line downtown
to see bits of divine.
End up leaving the Art district and
Galleries to the Artists.
Window shopping through
thick glass panes,
quick peek inside.
Walk down 8th Ave, for coffee
and another cigarette.
It is nice to go
totally unnoticed;
Just another average Joe,
sitting on a bench
in Chelsea,
leaving the art
to the Artists.
Spent mixed dark hours,
mending, tearing,
mending,
hearts and tongues
and groins.
Making sometimes cheerful dawning,
making sometimes veiled shadow coverings;
making safe places—burrowed blanket—
hiding.Hissing in ears, nibbling wet lips and nipples.
Following lines down to wet places,
memorizing stretch-marks and cuts.
Magical mystery
exhibition

Urban Solitude

Magical Mystery II

Fundamental

Eviction
of the Masochist
from Hell

Next Step

Eye-Catching
Mind-Touched


Reflexes
of the Bigger World


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