To me, art is the most appropriate form of expressing sensuality, an entire ideology in itself, which molds reality from semblance, vivifies a metaphore. An accurate mistake, a victory over evanescence, a trace apprehensible by others, an image of our psychic space. A descriptive language of the absurd and irrational make-believe world of existence.
An artist has to be present in all things, everywhere. We have to be multicultural as well as multifunctional. Life, however, is nothing more, than a chain of decisions. Therefore, we must take a stance on a subject, something we can obsess over.