This painting took a long time to find the spot. These land-like paintings continue to puzzle me. In vain I put up a resistance that appears weak against the inner force.

I focus on the quality of the material as a way to talk about it, and express what is wordless. Yes, the paint is beautiful, the way it moves, dries, and behaves, it takes away the head to alternative realities to immerse the heart in what is. And that's it. Painting breathing me.

Casein on paper, 9 by 12 in. 2024. On view now at het Labo Brooklyn.