Creative Exercises
thieves
this is our stretch gingerly chosen it works for each all and what we do Gancho’s kids run the margin ‘tween walkway and bus lane snatch a purse phone necklace dash snake get lost in traffic turn their shirts around
thieves
this is our stretch gingerly chosen it works for each all and what we do Gancho’s kids run the margin ‘tween walkway and bus lane snatch a purse phone necklace dash snake get lost in traffic turn their shirts around

From edge to edge of
Falling in love with walls, gates, steep streets as a mild compen- sation for caressing your sheets of paper.

From edge to edge of
Falling in love with walls, gates, steep streets as a mild compen- sation for caressing your sheets of paper.

Transfiguration of Suffering
(Why is Saint Sophia a woman?) In our bags, on our shoulders, we carry towers of feelings, silenced, embedded in wild and meek lines, drawn, entwined, cried out, overflown. No one sees how the column is growing up from

Transfiguration of Suffering
(Why is Saint Sophia a woman?) In our bags, on our shoulders, we carry towers of feelings, silenced, embedded in wild and meek lines, drawn, entwined, cried out, overflown. No one sees how the column is growing up from

Through the skin of an ink
I effuse into the voice of your breath, not only in words, not only in sighs. I dissolve upon your pores like an ink, (a milk gone blue) melting out of a broken stylograph, like a livid stain, like a

Through the skin of an ink
I effuse into the voice of your breath, not only in words, not only in sighs. I dissolve upon your pores like an ink, (a milk gone blue) melting out of a broken stylograph, like a livid stain, like a

‘Purification’ of Desire
(Canción del Adiós 1) A mist built by artificial fireflies is unwinding around his fragile presence, as an embodied quivering near an unreachably free Seagull 2, first – in flights aerial, second – in hoverings embraced. I cannot recall the pattern of

‘Purification’ of Desire
(Canción del Adiós 1) A mist built by artificial fireflies is unwinding around his fragile presence, as an embodied quivering near an unreachably free Seagull 2, first – in flights aerial, second – in hoverings embraced. I cannot recall the pattern of

COSMICOMICS*
“I couldn’t say I’ll make it the same or I’ll make it different, there were no things to copy, nobody knew what a line was, straight or curved, or even a dot, or a protuberance or a cavity.

COSMICOMICS*
“I couldn’t say I’ll make it the same or I’ll make it different, there were no things to copy, nobody knew what a line was, straight or curved, or even a dot, or a protuberance or a cavity.

Thinking the Elsewhere: [a fragile order-creating curtain between the architect and the Place]
Conference for Artistic and Architectural (Doctoral) REsearch (CA2RE) University of Ljubljana, Faculty of Architecture, 10th September 2017 Exhibition & presentation Title of research work: Estrangement Through Poem-Drawing: Interpretative Methodology of Spatial Re-thinking Supervisor: Tadeja Zupančič PhD candidate: Viktorija Bogdanova Panel

Thinking the Elsewhere: [a fragile order-creating curtain between the architect and the Place]
Conference for Artistic and Architectural (Doctoral) REsearch (CA2RE) University of Ljubljana, Faculty of Architecture, 10th September 2017 Exhibition & presentation Title of research work: Estrangement Through Poem-Drawing: Interpretative Methodology of Spatial Re-thinking Supervisor: Tadeja Zupančič PhD candidate: Viktorija Bogdanova Panel

A Spiral Promenade
– embracing and enfolding a Balance between a novelty and a remnant. Stalking a hidden city, and re-building its guardians. A flat fragility, an osculation, a walk and a cob-web, a bridge and a meekness, a breath of

A Spiral Promenade
– embracing and enfolding a Balance between a novelty and a remnant. Stalking a hidden city, and re-building its guardians. A flat fragility, an osculation, a walk and a cob-web, a bridge and a meekness, a breath of
The dune, or, Cathedrals of the Mind
1. Car Wet cobbles, the shuddering car creates weird noises, might want to slow down a little. Drizzle on the windscreen Can’t see a thing, the rhythm of the wipers connects to the song on the radio. A long
The dune, or, Cathedrals of the Mind
1. Car Wet cobbles, the shuddering car creates weird noises, might want to slow down a little. Drizzle on the windscreen Can’t see a thing, the rhythm of the wipers connects to the song on the radio. A long

Elio, or the house of time and space
[The text and the image presented here are part of a work done in collaboration with Carlijn Kingma who is the author of the drawing. The aim of this ongoing collaboration is that of exploring the relation between visual and

Elio, or the house of time and space
[The text and the image presented here are part of a work done in collaboration with Carlijn Kingma who is the author of the drawing. The aim of this ongoing collaboration is that of exploring the relation between visual and