Bucureşti – România
Prezentare Demers Artistic
The flight, the freedom of the sky, the fret of the breaking billows.
The flight, silhouettes soaring high, like rush of wings.
“Three big birds are passing and crying over the sea.
In their white feathers, they are carrying the storm bustle through the sail masts.
In the wind, they are swelling out their wide wings
In the sky, three large shadows vanish at night.”
(Three big birds, Ion Pillat)