While I was painting this, I was connecting all the important events of my life, and reviving them again mentally,... Read More
While I was painting this, I was connecting all the important events of my life, and reviving them again mentally, putting all the feelings, great moments, bright memories, traumas and anxiety that I once had, into colors and forms, and they were gradually becoming buildings, roofs, balconies, windows, plants and people. All connected to each other somehow.
They were becoming a cityscape ‐ a beautiful view to a quay front. Everything is here. Every single moment of my life, all the people I have ever been connected to, they live in these houses.
This was created as a very self‐centered picture. But now I don't know, whether it was me? Do I have a right to call it "me"? It seems that much more things in me have changed than stayed unchanged. So it might as well be not me, but you, for example. Anyone :)
I painted it, and left it all behind. It's like a system reboot. Have you ever tried to paint your life? It's a refreshing and therapeutic experience. And it helps you see your life as a work of art itself. Because everyone's life is a work of art. The moment we realize it, we can put every effort for it to be a more beautiful work of art.