Hello to whomever I am saying hello. :)
It has been a long time since I have written anything. I feel like the era of blogs is long gone. But still, I think it is amazing that I can have my own website and just write again.
Or scribble. :))
The idea was mainly to write about my emotions, feelings, thoughts — everything that shapes the paintings you can see here. Sometimes words help me focus my brain, and that helps with the creative process later on.
But I could also get side-tracked into something completely random — almost like my paintings.
I don’t even know how many times I have started with an idea like, “Oh, I will paint a leaf.”
It almost never ends up as a leaf.
And in all honesty, I love that.
For me, that is the whole point of abstract art. That, and another thing: everyone sees something different.
We can all look at the same abstract painting, but no one will see it in exactly the same way.
My painting Purple Jazz Singularity is one of those pieces where everyone who saw it had something different to say. Some people saw space. Some saw a cave. Others saw a waterfall.
I love that.
And whenever someone sees a new thing, I start seeing it too.
Isn’t that amazing?
I fell in love with what I used to call “weird paintings” when I was a kid. I remember looking at a painting I considered strange and not really understanding what I was looking at — until my godfather explained it to me in a way that made me see it in a completely different light.
Since then, I started appreciating abstract art more than any other kind.
I truly admire people who can draw realistically. People who can create amazing portraits, spend months painting the tiny hairs on a lion, or capture reflections of the sun on the sea. That is incredible.
But for me, those are paintings where you will always see what is painted exactly as it is.
You will admire it, of course.
But I don’t think it will ever surprise you in the same way.
In my head, art shouldn’t be boring.
And what I create tends to surprise me even years after it was created. That feeling is worth so much to me.
I never know what will come out when I start.
I could start with something dark and turn it into a spectacular play of colours. Or I could start with the idea of a leaf and end up somewhere in space.
I feel that whatever wants to come out of me will find its way.
And I just need to let it.
That feeling is amazing.
That is why I paint.