an impulse

Following an impulse, I define myself, from now on – God ex-machina -, as a plastic puff artist or a monazitic artist. I put a monazitic sand cone in any place (always 1 kg) and with a blue cocktail straw, also known as a tube to sip liquids, of 10cm long, I puff.

With the sobbing velocity of the air expelled through the plastic tube I get traits in the sand of varied aspect. When I feel that “I am there and here”, “this is what I want” I obtain a new work of art.

My public is the one who loves the Ephemeral Art but that feels it has been offered a punch in the solar plexus; the emotions it arises are plenty … my art.

I don’t set any photo because I refuse myself to perpetuate works of art that must be savoured on the spot.