Colored patches, brush strokes, accents; the tireless game of planes, nothing shows the discomfort, apathy and days and days.
REMEMBRANCE
Meet Lane maybe twice although the friendship and connection was of a life time. She is an inspiration of life, passion and justice. Her house was full of art, curiosities and amazing histories coming from each piece of corner of time.
In your memory Lane, thank you.
Detail
Your appetite feeds your Divine Madness, and the Master wants to starve you. -Samana
Finishing
How much time really painting?
I spent this week placing the newsprint inks onto linen. It's a mechanical process, a stressful process that i don't have the skills neither the rawness to do it and has nothing to do with painting or the paint itself. Everything is work, painting also is, I have the feeling of being washed away, stripped from the rhythm which the paint drags me in, numb in the daily routine, the business of survival.
To remain focus
I love Marden, I saw a picture of a new work ... it would be great to speak from where we arrived, the need to fill the space, the fascination with lines to the exhaustion to try to remember or read what we forgot. Painting as a map or book with the hidden meaning to the most profound questions.
Reading L. Ufan on one thing i agreed with, that the lines or the painting are only there to witness the emptiness, or the canvas or, the space, delimiting what cannot be grasped, what cannot be drawn, marking and defining the changeable, just to be experienced or felt.