Dust of time or: Time is dust.
If you’ve got a glass of the green liquid, this is perfect waiting for the sugar melting.
Don’t use it if you have to drive (but I find it great driving across the country).
I don’t know how many of you might like this music. Surely I don’t care at all about plays, likes and trends, but I wonder if I like it myself!
I play exactly what comes from …??? I still don’t know.
All I know is that music is the perfect mirror of how I feel, and here is the river of my thoughts, faces floating on the water, friendship, ghosts, good moments and mistakes. Sometimes melancholy is sweet: sometimes, just sometimes.
Remaining INVISIBLE is an ART today, but it’s not so difficult … we can learn from nature how it works.
This track is dedicated to my invisible friend Antares and his (un)natural chaotic disappearing.
No words for this one … just my subconscious playing …
… or DISTANT GALAXIES
A painter is lost if he finds himself.
That’s wonderful, said by an octogenarian artist.
Naissance d’une galaxie (Birth of a galaxy) was created in the year of the first moon landing. Man had conquered the lunar symbol of the yearnings of Romanticism (a cultural epoch so important for Ernst) and found only empty, rocky silence. As if by way of a replacement, Ernst allows a new galaxy, its circular disc patterned with dots, to arise out of the nebula of primeval forms inhabiting the lower border of the picture. This galaxy is located in the imagination – and in the picture seen here. Entirely in keeping with Ernst’s fantastical natural history, the eternal, ethereal realm and the here and now of artistic invention converge in the moment of this picture.