THE PART OF THE DREAM...

« My drawings inspire and do not define. »
Odilon Redon

Blue, Yellow, Red, Japanese stamps, psychedelic sprawling cities... An eye rises from this flood of curves and lines, from this overdose of eye-popping colors. A white dove lands and a black cat steps from the jumble. We are in Mexico. We are the Parrot, a peacock like owl. It overwhelms us. The artist is nowhere to be found; she is in her world, and its gates are opened...

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