On the ancient island of flowers and birds, the auditorium breaks out from the depths of the earth and grows quietly, merging with the rocks, as if created by the earth’s own nurturing, emerging and blooming from an unknown time and space, combining ancient unknowns and mysterious power.
The mountain rises here, the sea rolls up the waves, romantic and warm, rocks, sky, sunshine, erosion of every corner of the auditorium, singing the praises of an interoperable language than the world more exciting, open the chapter of nature reflected by the waves.
The imprisoned souls let the heat of love gnaw at their chests.
The shapelessness, the ruins or the idols, abstracted from the value of the object, restored to the primitive abstraction, guided by the emotion of worship, the search for a “love”, the search for a “love”, the search for a “love”.
Searching for a “love”, a trust and a belief.
Plunging into the sea, hidden and spatial, primitive and abstract, marveling in awe, listening to the signals emanating from the ocean. Follow your heart’s desire for the unknown. Sail boldly in search of the treasures of love.