Went to an opening of the exhibition of a friend of a friend in Sofia. They said he's a sculptor. We all expected sculpture. The huge gallery was empty. White and empty. There was a 7" in diameter hole in the left wall, 1.5 yd high, blowing air. A strong flow of air was coming in the gallery space blowing off every person who went close to it. A really windy day, on the deck of a ship, before a storm, biking down the road. Or just strong air flow into a gallery space-to be experienced, liked or disliked, understood or not. I bravely told the artist he is an interesting type of a minimalist. He shook his head and confidently responded this is more like surrealism. Not that it matters or it helps anyhow...

It is about what happened and how and about the feeling and impression that appear. It is about the fact that it keeps my thoughts going...

             His name is Kiril Kuzmanov: http://kirilkuzmanov.com/ and his art is remarkable.