I met Ivomir one year ago. I can tell without exaggeration that this is the most interesting person I’ve ever met. I don’t think that there is anyone who have ever made me feel in so many different ways – from the admiration to the one who looks like a god in my eyes, to fear and recession, because the same one wants to hurt me by telling me the truth about myself...

I don’t think that it is possible to describe Ivo in only one word. But in two words, it becomes even harder. Sometimes… when I start talking about him, my parents start to feel jealous, and my friends laugh that I don’t talk as much enthusiastically about my boyfriend as I talk about Ivomir! Ivo for me is… light, happiness without judgment, wisdom… However, he often gets on my nerves, and I’m hurt by his words. Because he tells you the truth in the eyes, he never spares his words…

In the beginning… I was seeing the ivomir with the small letter “i”, whose eyes go through you and make you feel revealed, bared… The ivomir who radiates harmony, combined with such confidence that makes your skin prick. And the ivomir who looks even cold and you don’t dare to approach him, to talk to him… In the beginning I was seeing the ivomir with the small “i”, with his provocations, his odd and even “airhead” statements…

The same ivomir with the small “i”, whose picture I’m watching even right now on the wall in front of me (this is one of the more than 200 splendid collages he’s created). The same ivomir because of whose poems I’m not just crying – I can feel the emotion from them in every cell of my body. The same person whose music shakes me up because of the powerful energy it consists of… The same ivomir… the synonymous of inspiration I cannot compare to anything else… The type of inspiration I’ve never met in anyone… The type of inspiration which comes from the commitment and dedication he puts in everything. The extraordinary dedication to, upon, and for everything…

And his creative work is everywhere – from his most beautiful works, to the wrapping of the box we made for saving money. Ivo just gives, bestows – everywhere, constantly, to everyone and everything… And Ivo is a person, yes, independently of the halo I put on his head in my mental pictures… Ivo is the same as all of us. A person I’ve seen to almost cry because of the lack of interest in everyone to their own life and happiness. The lack of interest even in his closest people, in his students (in me as well). I’ve been hurt not only one time by his words – the words that show me the fact that I’m not interested in myself, that I don’t see the most beautiful things in life…

I’ve seen ivomir to ask himself whether what he does has any purpose, whether his ideas will reach the others or not, whether everything has its real price…

JUST ivomir – the one and the same ivomir I adore and worship… The creator of the theory of cogitality – the theory of the next three millennia…