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Beautiful!!
In my perfect Limbo
End of August always plays tricks on me, I go through waves of ups and downs , happy to stay whilst the rest is leaving, weird to stay because the rest is going back to their ‘normal’ lives. That always makes me question my life , not that that is necessary but because this if for most of my long time friends vacation land. The place where you drink and eat , where everyone is more happy, where everyone works on their relationships, where fathers and mothers are making up for lost time because of their busy jobs or must do social schedules. Everyone is more relaxed than in normal routine life. But I am here , in your so relaxed holiday life, living my routine life. And yes I know It looks too relaxed , I look sun kissed as if i am never working, everybody says hello when I enter a restaurant so I must have been here more often. How to explain? I live vacation life? People think that I know they do.
I crave the long after summer nights with people from the restaurants working their last weeks and longing for their trips to India or Thailand ( assuming they didn’t see enough sun?!)
The October warm water of the sea, the silence which slowly comes to us as a warm blanket to sooth us into winter time, it slowly prepares us for the deserted winter times where most of the restaurants and shops are closed, where siestas kick in a little bit longer than we are used to. Slowly Spanish is the only language we speak. OK rental cars are not slowing you down , traffic lights switch off. I can make a proper telephone call from my bedroom again, the lines are open and internet flows with speed. The parking in front of my gym is ready for my car again, pfff saves me a daily walk of 5 min .So seasonal ibiza work slows down, 6 months of busting their balls as they say .Ha yes so all of you are back in your lives .I am where ? Where exactly do I belong , there it is again, the questioning. I never heard the question so often as on this island, we want or have to move but we don’t know where to, nothing seems to be better than this loca island. I never understood the question in the first place, people in Amsterdam don’t question that they live already a lifetime in Amsterdam with the same friends ,same neighbours?.Maybe Ibiza travellers have this wanderlust to start with so the question arises more often but I think that Ibiza comes very close to satisfy that feeling, or emotion I must call it! I need to go to London, Miami then a little play in Zermatt , New York, Venice , and yes then the season starts again..no slow time , no siesta , plane in and out, paint on and off, love and more, drink and eat less, run love paint exhibit rent out sun kissed forever…Love life LoveMeXXXX
Yes!
Fly me away please !
Funny just bumped into this picture
The explanation is a difficult one but I like the resemblance .
I still didn’t figure out why I painted this, the explanation always comes a little bit later .
I know this is not a clever thing to say on my blog about my art , because in ‘Art World’ we are supposed to have a theme, a story behind it , a full philosophy of why and what you paint. That is what sells!
I simply can’t , yes I am rebelling here, not on purpose,.. I just don’t know how to start with the story and then paint, I do it the other way around!
The story which I paint is a translation of what I capture in my memory , a story lived, an emotion felt , it subconsciously comes out when I paint, so the connection of what I see and experience trough life, I store into my brains to be put back into a painting one day.
The part where the ‘intelligent thinking part ‘ of the brain is, is in the painting a skeleton looking part ,,weird. A Skeleton is a way of visualising death , death doesn’t always mean death as the end of existence, the dividing of soul and body, it also means an end to something.
An end to a relationship in any form, a (bad) habit, a long lasted routine in daily life for example, so when something ends it means a new beginning to something else.
Death is not negative it means change and when change kicks in , new beginnings are unfolding. That is mostly positive.
So on the painting the eyes see but don’t make the connection to the brain to translate of what they actually see,. because that part of the brain visualises death. It stops there.
Is it not that our eyes are conditioning us way too much lately,? We all have our ‘tick on the list ‘ behaviour, where we so love to hold onto as our Bible how it should be. Is the message that we need to feel more how something ‘is’ instead of how something looks. Are we going to shallow on the ‘outside’ world and are we tricked by our own eyes?, Or are we sometimes trying to hard of wanting to see something which isn’t there in the first place .?
Paint on…going out!
Goodnight
LoveMeXXXX
Men!
greenish today!