One day many, many years ago… almost yesterday…

Symona Colina came across a beautiful box with many-colored pencils…

It was a bit like looking at a rainbow, finding a rainbow.

An artist, one out of many… nonetheless one of a kind.

Symona Colina:

“I did not become an artist, I discovered I am an artist.

And to be an artist is to live this never ending story.”

Space created with geometrical, mathematical structures…

Parallels visually crossing in infinity define the limits…

A rainbow of light crushes, caresses captures space…

The pencils touch the the paper surface…

Like the wind going it’s way about…

Crushing, caressing capturing space…