Standing in or opposed to a surface, a space, a ground, on which to communicate and extend my being onto.
My gesture, my mark, my emotion, my thought.
It is the soft caress or sometimes over eager
gushing of emotions, tearing out from inside of myself.
In the discourse of presence, happening right in-front of myself.
The discourse of me represented through colours, form structure, composition, and what unfolds for me to see.
Painting, like the moment of life.
Surrenderance to the structure, the surface, sometimes already having marks on it, coming in, to treasure what inspires me, what I still want to discover to find or what I want people to find inspiration in.
But in the end it is not about the other, it is just about you, about me, and that moment of being free.
Of allowing nothing else, but but mixing and choosing colours, tracing form and textures intuitionally.
Composition communicated through both hands in dialogue with each other
Structures of right and left like the two hands on a piano
As if conducting the visual space like the sounds from a symphony
The orchestration of a journey over time captured on the same surface moving in time through layers in the same moment but not traveling across moments besides in capture of videography or passing of time
Until the equilibrium or peace
Beginning to end of the piece is reached
Expressing with both halts
Of body, mind, heart and soul
Sound is excerpted
Assure and heighten presence through stimulated awareness of the senses
The canvas on the ground catching the history, the oath of its creation in a parallel language to the painting and performance. Eventually turning into a painting itself through observation accenting, emphasising and cradling its dimensions.