My soul is an easel, and I am an artist
This series of works will be interpreted for everyone in their own way. For me, it was a deep spiritual search, long attempts to express those feelings that could not find a way out. What could be simpler and, at the same time, what could be more difficult – a still life. How do I convey what I feel about trivial things? I took
a chance to do it and I did it. Here and now you can observe my emotional experiences, presented in the form of still lifes.
Photo 1. My soul is an easel, and I am an artist. And on the canvas, where emotions are reflected, there is a place for simple daisies and outlandish flowers. The old feelings, once bright, faded and turned into a herbarium. But these are the details of the painting, without them the picture would be incomplete.
Photo 2. The work is devoted to feverish excitement. It’s a bright, overwhelming feeling. A hormonal cocktail that can be experienced as euphoria, but in fact is an attempt by the psyche to protect itself from some kind of painful process.
Photo 3. The work is about trauma. This is about something that the psyche could not cope with, there was no resource, so the brain isolates the experience, freezes the mental process until it is possible to accommodate it, burn it out and live. The winter that lasted for many years. A life put on pause.
Photo 4. Work displays the absence of boundaries as a process. The shapes are floating, there is no clearly defined outline. The same thing is lived by a person whose borders have been systematically violated. Such a person cannot define his boundaries and in the same way the boundaries of another person “float”
for him.
Photo 5. This composition describes the state of mind when the seeds of an idea fall on fertile soil, the soul is burning with an idea, the creative process takes over.
Photo 6. The work is devoted to an unspecified anxiety. The still life is blurred, not a single object has a clear shape, which reflects the essence of a seemingly gratuitous anxiety. The anxiety is just there, and when you try to find the root of the process, nothing happens.
Photo 7. In this work, I wanted to show the process of forming an intention. There is an attraction to the result, an image begins to emerge of what you want to come to. This is accompanied by joy and anticipation of the harvest that will be harvested as a result of actions that bring you real pleasure.
Photo 8. This work is dedicated to unmanifested love. When there is an attraction, but it “does not dare to name itself.” Feelings that arise for another person, but for some reason are inappropriate.
Photo 9. On this composition, I wanted to reflect the results of work on myself and my state of mind. Some emotions die off, some on the contrary, blossom. The experience is comprehended and embedded. It’s a long, painstaking job, but it’s definitely worth it. The fruits grown by oneself in the “garden of the soul” are
the most beautiful.
Photo 10. This composition conveys attempts to hide their emotions from others behind a mask of indifference, but sometimes it is impossible to do this, and emotions show through the mask.
Photo 11. The work is devoted to passive aggression. The cactus is not fully manifested on the canvas, symbolically it can be compared to the process when there is a deep prohibition on aggression.
Photo 12. In this composition, I tried to convey all the horror and stiffness that a person experiences when faced with the devaluation of another. The cold tones and the frozen flowers are about it. But still, there is life behind all this cold, as the rosebuds clearly hint to us. Some died under this icy pressure. But some, no matter what, continue to bloom. The time will come – the ice will come off, everything will fall into place and life will manifest itself.
Photo 13. This work is dedicated to the feeling of joyful triumph. I did it, I did it! Despite the gloomy context, today there is a reason to celebrate Life!
