Art as therapy or symphony of life
I can say without hesitation that my biographical journey has been marked by blessed encounters with exceptional spirits of the contemporary world that I have talked about several times. I could never forget the major impact that the Belgian philosopher Jean-Claude Polet had on me, who struck me with his own culture of humility, or the French writer Alain Durel, rooted in the temptations of the monastic ethos of Mount Athos, who made me understand the inconvenience of being lukewarm before God. I am referring to the dialogical fascination in the world of ideas that the Exiled Being embraced in the absence of great interrogations, and the role of each ideational encounter is to caress such a Being who still does not know how to live in itself. Starting from this inner reality in which I bathe with all the sacred joy I am capable of, I would like to refer to a very special personality that I have met in the wonderful world of ideas and ideals. I am referring to Nanuka Tchkuaseli, with th...