Sorin Neamtu - Satisfying Conditions
Satisfying conditions, R U kidding me?
it is what I text back when I've been asked to write a foreword for this book. All of a sudden I felt
unsecured. What qualifies me for doing that? My interest in art field is not a daily routine and even
tough I'm trying to do it more professional, I'm collecting art still as a hobby. We, together, are
running an art gallery, true, but that's merely for the tenacious and long-lasting friendship that links
me to Sorin Neamţu, the core and the ferment of our enterprise. Here I had a guess, that must be it!:
Sorin is Enkidu, my closest friend. This means faithful company, intimacy to thoughts and fears and
projects, to family and kids, to success and dissatisfaction and discontent. Therefore the one who
might have a better guess about the unexpressed, about unutterably subtle context of your deed,
should be he, who hunted (with me) in the wilderness, (my) brother,
[...] the axe at my side,
My hand's strength,
the sword in my belt,
The shield before me.
That must be it, I said to myself, friendship, a satisfying condition! [...]