… I often think what made me turn from early in the game of writing … always playing with writing materials (pencils, pens, ink), papers, colors and shapes … recording my experiments, concerns and reflections …

… in the first steps of my artistic expression the newspaper was the essential mediator … and so far claimed the role of the canvas in my works … following the footsteps of Gutenberg, I created my own letters – elements which I used in my etchings … I developed an «organic» writing in words – figures … I wrote texts of concern and reflection to accompany my works … I gave the letters their own unique status to interact playfully with each other escaping from boundaries and lines … I used calligraphy as a means of expression … and the cursive as my way of writing …

… recently I started playing with the letter as a vehicle in space and time … studied how its growth in word or text can be transformed into a visual arts composition … was fascinated by the existence of «magic squares» which come to us from the Far East … squares that all their rows, columns and diagonals add up to fifteen … squares that serve as amulets or charms … as omens of good luck, meaning … and thus are carriers of random, which is the fundamental concept of my own work … drew up combinations and put them down linearly, schematically or gestural in layers … in conversation with the multiple axes of my work … well, all around writing

… writing … scripture … cursive … at a time when the manuscript tends to disappear after typing has taken the lead … writing and especially calligraphy has begun to take shape of a nostalgic and sometimes sophisticated «fashion» with consumer implications … expensive pens, rare inks, hard to find papers promoted as the refined differentiation of a few … the handwriting that was once our «fingerprint» and clear indication of our character has been replaced by a rather faceless font choice on our computer …

… maybe finally this need of me for continuous exploration of letters and writing to be combined with my unsurpassed need for expression … for deposit of opinion, view, soul and emotion in a society negligent and distant from substantive concerns … in a society that runs fast on its chariot of consumerism, of sensationalism, of «epiphany» … in a reality where the letters become illegible codes in the mess of bureaucracy and yellow journalism … and the numbers «targets» of a virtual reality created by a vicious system of technocrats who wanted to experiment and play with the destiny of us all … letters and numbers redeeming glory, values, quality and ethics …

… so, let us, become something more than what we have been designated to play as a role in our lives … let us make quiet to eavesdrop our inner voice … let us pull it out like a scream … let us write with large letters, clean and loud our personal story … maybe out there is still need for our own «handwriting» … the personal style of writing, the dogmatic view, the differential position from the stagnated and frightened public mass …

… let us everyone write his own essential story … with point of view, soul, selflessness, vision and lot of light!!! …