From a huge chunk of stone, carve a God dressed in pure white carrara marble.
Fill the air with incense of holy smoke, and the unbearable divine silence with roaring chorus, monumental ongan, powerful symphony, colossal soloists and thundering sermon.
Make tangible the intangible.
Build chapels, churches and catedrals. Like traps to capture the always absent, always missing, always unavailable,
for the inspiration, freely extracted, adapted and badly translated from a tiny piece of his “História Universal da Angústia (Universal History of Angst)” marvelous book.
Amazing work, a perfect representation of what faith is.