Or should I say in mutation?
I started this acrylic painting a week ago heading towards something realistic. This morning I went over it and completely changed methods sensing that reality isn’t really what I am searching for at the moment.
I have no idea where I’m going and that is exactly the point I’m at in real life too. So I may be starting to express something through my painting…
No rules (especially no more of my own self inflicted rules and obligations!)
I wish it would be that simple: saying this is easy, putting it down to action is more complicated for me. But that’s the whole issue. I can learn the techniques and I will do so because skills are fundamental if I want to be understood. But if the aim is going beyond, from craftsmanship to artistry, then I need to get rid of some of my psychological chains in order to allow what is inside of me to break free. To me this is the outmost difficult goal. Many artists are perfect craftsmen and when I look at their work I get this ‘wow’ effect which is cool but it only lasts a moment. Each time I got the chance to be confronted with a painting of Francis Bacon I felt overwhelmed as if my whole life were suddenly changed by the mere view of his work. The emotional impact this type of artistic expression has on me is unspeakable, probably close to what you can call a spiritual revelation.
Picasso’s ‘Guernica’ has the same effect on me, as well as some Kandinsky’s, some of Fabienne Verdier’s works or Zoa Whou Ki. And it’s always about colors and their skillful use.
… back to work…