Heliochrysum
We Become Mist
“… like the great machine that moves the universe, it slowly awakens creating a choir of shooting stars and dense breathing matter…”
“… like the great machine that moves the universe, it slowly awakens creating a choir of shooting stars and dense breathing matter…”
“… low, raspy textures, deep melancholy sighs, and soft fluttering sails of cello…”
“… there is an equilibrium within the constant movement of the music…”
“… on heavily contrasting light and shadows, in art, in music, and in life…”
“… where gorgeous suggestive colors can be seen on the horizon between sky and sea…”
“… made of contrasting lights and harsh elements where time seems to stand still, circling the moment…”
“… dedicated to the continuing tragedy which is experienced daily by migrants in the Mediterranean…”
“… sketching cartography of the invisible, as introspective as unpredictable, in a unique sensory whirlwind…”
“… somber piano and cellos float toward the future, as the past slips away…”
“… fragile, soulful and transcendent works that guide the listener into vulnerable emotional spaces…”
“… present classical – eternal, everlasting…”