I don’t know about you, but these days my reference points are disappearing. What used to work, no longer does. The old familiar ways are loosing its grip. Even the past seems to be just that; past.
The paradoxes of life are clearly visible in my creative process, in the studio, in action. Integrating the dance of paradoxes.
Dancing between stability of composition and fluidity of movement. Lightness and depth, freedom and control of the medium and tools . My paintings come in bursts. I have to trust this great dynamic that I am part of.
Trust, that this all things unspoken can somehow be conveyed through suggested lines, fragments of text and layers of paint.
Live like your hair is on fire, yet in a state of total ease!
Thanks for the inspiration from great artist like Cy Twombly.