Although Man is far from perfect, Zura Kalanda constantly strives to reach for an Utopian ideal. His works vary from meticulous craftsmanship to expressions of fertile artistic imagination. Like his philosophy, once established, they are set in concrete; no further change is permitted or even possible.
Ordinary mortals observe the world around them with their eyes. Zura’s creations are the result of an acute inner vision.
The onlooker is confronted with an imaginary world built up of symbolism embedded in either exhuberant colours or monochrome orthodox austerity.