Heretics

To belong or stop belonging. To believe or not believe. Even to live or to die

Dear Maestro: this wise man confirmed for me at that moment the answer that I have sought for years. For him, seeing your work, there was something that was obvious: art is power. Only that, or especially that: power. Not to control countries and change societies, to cause revolutions or oppress others. It is the power to touch the souls of men and, incidentally, place there the seeds of their improvement and happiness

There is something intimate and mysterious, an unsettling layer below the surface that comes from that face and from that gaze. It is a combination of humanity and transcendence. It is obvious, your Maestro has a power.