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Colors and Me
Why did I start painting? I couldn't resist the feeling that there was truly an artist within me, whose creative spirit had to come into the light, aware that, in doing so, I was making my everyday life more beautiful and that I would feel better in it. I want every day of mine to be painted in a different color.
I have always wondered what kind of art lives within me; I knew it wasn’t realism. I felt that I could paint my imagination, that my colors play upon the canvas, touch one another, and transform into a beauty that captivates my eyes. If I dared disturb them, I would ruin their harmony.
I know how to take objects that do not belong to visual art and use them to make the play of colors more intriguing. They embraced my intervention and allowed me to play with them. From that moment, we became inseparable friends, colors and me.
When I finish playing, I move on to other tasks, trying not to think about the colors I left to dry, preparing for their visual debut. But I noticed that they still settle inside me, because when I close my eyes, I see them striving with their last atoms to achieve the highest expression. After that, I never attempt to change anything. In that moment, I feel the magnitude and strength of their independence.
Colors have the power of a volcano and the force of its lava, once they spread and create a form, they remain as they are forever, consistent and unchanging. Only humans and elemental natural disasters can harm them.
Honestly, I don’t know what art would look like without colors. I believe even the tones that make up music have their own colors, as do the words we use to create literature, not to mention the natural elements in which sculptors uncover sculptures. Art possesses the highest degree of tolerance in its correlation with humans and nature. Everything is allowed, and everything is possible within the principle of good intent!
The world of my visual art is unreal, which is why I easily concluded that my works are abstract. This dimension of character makes me limitless in my attempts to reach the most sentimental depths in the eyes of the observer.
Expressions resemble different motifs; each observer is free to let the painting become part of their own vision. Some will see endless autumn landscapes, others an immense celestial blue provoked by light and nature’s reflections within it. Some may notice the bloodstream in the valley of their heart or the unconquerable peaks of the soul.
I want the expression to be such that words are not needed, as they could disrupt the harmony. I love when observers examine the details up close and express their impressions aloud, as if they have discovered an oasis in the middle of a desert or are returning to an origin they long ago misplaced within themselves.
I am truly moved by a viewer’s desire to own my painting, not with the intention of adorning their room’s wall, but of decorating the walls of their soul and the space where emotions wander.
I love when my paintings shine. It has a hypnotic effect on the observer, making them feel as though they belong to the painting rather than the painting belonging to them.
I believe that beyond painting, writing, sculpting, mosaics, and other artistic forms that I create directly in nature, I belong to nature itself, especially to the part of it where dreams begin.
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