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Raw Touch 

Raw Touch is beginning again from the point of zero, where we come from, and where to we end up. 

Creating imperfections, grasping the area in between failure and imperfection. Playing between control and letting go. Observing and playing in part. Combining unlikely materials, getting in touch with playfulness and poetry, poetic & honest. 

Pushing them to the perfection they are ever willing to reach, depriving them of their conventional concept! This reduction gives them character as if they are alive. Events and passage of time shape materials and leave marks and lines on them. They push this passage upon each other.

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Concrete Heart, Plastic Soul
Poetry is dead.
(In chronological order)

Part I 

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