I brought them home and hung on my studio's wall. The changes suffered as the time passed by, made me turn back to painting after years of work as photographer and interments artist.
I developed a personal 'dry' technique in watercolor in order to capture, preserve the sequences of the transfiguration.
both dedicated to the anniversary of the Hiroshima bombing.
The happening took place on the fields at the ruins of a bunker: part of a II war defense line, near the town I've been living in Romania. I picked wild flowers from the site, twinned them into many wreaths and hung them on the rusty wires, which were coming out of the crumbled concrete.
I also made one, tiny wreath, sent later in mail to Japan for the International Mail-art Show EIMAS'86.
Weeks later, as I returned to the field, I have found the wreaths dry, faded, but still beautiful.
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