![]() ![]() ![]() Nothing exists per se, no event, no emotion, no human relation – everything is a reflection of her, of her thoughts, of her feelings and charms on a sometimes opaque, but so graceful a surface of memory. ![]() Everything seems very clear, but at the same time untouchable, because Leny Caler doesn’t open a door to her world, she only narrates about what we could see, if that door would be open. Just like a dedicated collector, she exhibits with infinite care her professional and sentimental memories, shedding light over the uncovered treasures, without leaving aside, however, the glass bell that hides them. “The artist in me doesn’t need the mirror, but the woman, does”, confesses Leny Caler in her autobiographic work “The Artist and the Mirror” (Universal Dali Publishing House, 2002). ![]()
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