Amid The Flux (II)
Immersing oneself into these pictures, we define what is to be seen there – unconsciously comparing with what life and experience have inscribed into the matrix of our pictorial memory. We wander around with our eyes, exploring landscapes, beaches, mountains, hills or moorlands, find ourselves sitting in a boat surrounded by crashing waves or overlooking the firmament from a cockpit high up in the sky. These are pictures which we have created ourselves, reassembled and reinterpreted, as there is nothing to be seen except a solidified stream of animated paint. Black and white are combined and nuanced with blue and brown. No brush has ever directly touched the canvas-covered hardboard, no brushstroke betrays its creator, and yet it is the genuine work of one and the same artist and we conceive it as a classical painting.