Pine wood and plexiglas



The Equilibrist is me, it is us, always in balance between madness and normality,
between fantasy and reality, between our choices and our waivers,
in an era in which our certainties falter and the only way to feel alive is to move forward even if it hurts,
in fact it is much more likely to be on the edge of a razor downhill, as my work describes,
than to be on dry land when everything trembles.