WATER is a primal space that draws us closer to our core. Water as a space has always attracted me into its silent, darkening depths.
LIQUID LIVES tug at us gently, through their ripples, reflections and imperfections. They throw shimmering light in the caverns of our own inner monologues. These works point to our needless yet relentless pursuit to organize and bring to order our lives while the natural law of the cosmos pulls us in the opposite direction – towards imperfection and chaos.
REFLECTION 1, pulls us away towards silence and stillness. The water-side views of these works exclude the real world. What remains are fragmented impressions of a still or passing moment, a flash of dawn or dusk, barely perceptible reflections shivering in the fleeting breeze. Here, rendered in hues of pixel-like blue are reflections of an easy chair by the side of a poo lamp.
Acrylic paint, a flat brush