Zec Safet draws his drawings as fractals of doodles. Everything repeating itself as you zoom in, and always becoming smaller and smaller in the repetition. He expresses the trees in this dusty way, almost as smoke from a fire, or as a gray explosion of blossom.
His drawings is both sad and lively at the same time. An intriguing dilemma embedded in the piece. His paintings reminds me of my own fascination of dust, its rhizome nature and open ended becoming. Go see him if you get the chance.
His drawings is both sad and lively at the same time. An intriguing dilemma embedded in the piece. His paintings reminds me of my own fascination of dust, its rhizome nature and open ended becoming. Go see him if you get the chance.
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