Golden ball

Illustration

Scrapbook: Imitations

Misleading observations

Mortal Beauty

Early work. Relationship between female body and head.

Fairytale frog and our white pyramids

Illustration

Mornings turn to orange

I never really understood the concept of observation.Let me rephrase: I can understand the concept , but it does not seem to fulfill me.
They say that technique will set you free,meaning that it will help you illustrate exact feelings.But since when feelings are definite?
We "imprisoned" feelings in definitions and words.Happiness,sadness,anger.The truth is that the way we see things,our feelings, cannot be fully expressed even if you hold the biggest dictionary on earth. Any object might mean various things to various people.
In art, one tries to offer other people his/her own feelings and perspective,broaden horizons that are further away from reality.
In addition, observation seems infinite and because of that, it seems hopeless. An artwork will never be finished, it will never be reality. Why trying to catch something that will always fly away,and it is not the point that we try to get across? 
We have means to improve the image, we lack the message. And the message is the point that we need to get across.

It's all about the detail

Holland. 
I have been told that a painter often draws the symbols of sight and touch. He/She first draws the eye that sees the object,then the hand that holds the brush. It is the first step of the journey,it is like testing the water with your toe. What happens when you are afraid of moving on,to darker waters?The testing becomes more accurate,you improve,but the meaning of this action fades,and as it fades,it depresses you, until you finally say, "lets move on".

Threshold

When I first received strong guidance.

The Gift

When we are in love, obstacles seem easy to overcome,even fun.We look at walls and see meadows.Is love a psychological power or an illusion?

Scrapbook:Obey

When anger turns to lines.
It is when art turns to politics.
Being an artist means living with an urge to create.Living in an  uncreative society that is lead by  people without perspective makes one hopeless.When being a politician has trully become just being a manipulator of situations and making human life dispendable,an artist tends to spend his life trying to make life immortal,give it meaning,reason and value.

Scrapbook:Oscillate

Collage.
We spend a lot of time in our lives,just floating.It may be in our dreams,or in our awaken life,floating between feelings and situations.It is the time between changes that we feel restless.But it is true that we never really focus on those moments,we all try to get rid of the insecurity and land on stable grounds.It seems to me that if we hold on to the instability,try to see ourselves acting and reacting,then we ll have trully overcome the sentiment of weakness that comes with it.

Dimension

Early work.

The hat

Half Photo-half painting.An early work of a hand that reaches for  the person's hat that the wind through away,the protection of the head.A hat is just hanging in an other direction.
[we are so overwherlmed of what we lost (the painted hat) that we never see]

Comme il faut?

How many faces do we have to create for ourselves to be considered normal in society?How come this disorder is considered normal?And why is that if one does not cave to the pressure is thrown out?How long till one of them rises and destroys the others to be kept,if and until,we reach an older age?Where does the energy of this inner fight go to and what is it used for?

Protection

I did this when I was 11,one of my early completed works.I had no knowledge of what was done in art,no researched inspiration,I had never heard the name Magritte.Loads of information are passed by in an early age,a confusion of what was done before us.Fun fact: the deep red of the rose is ketchup, the white paint is  from when I painted a room and the dark shadows are just ashes from the fireplace.

Union for music

Bodies united in a simplistic form of a guitar.There are lots of reasons for  human soul to feel differrent,alone.Music seems to be one of the forces that unite us,no matter the psychological obsticles.

Pierrot

A regular symbol of mine.He is in my art,my walls and my dreams.