How many stories can one tell in his studio? A work in progress, this has always been my biggest concern. A work that develops in the studio but never becomes the artwork. An artist’s personal space is not only his workshop. The artist today lives, works and thinks in the material and immaterial world. As I grow older, I measure my life by the amount of work I leave behind. In a world so fluid and changing, the artist today is a standing and almost motionless explorer, who struggles to understand. Only when you stand in front of a thing with full consciousness and you look at it with your eyes wide open, without prejudices, only then you truly criticizing without judging. How difficult is it today to know even a small piece of history and to talk about it in a virtual room? And how important are the sounds coming out of a studio?