In the work and miniature world 'NIGHT FLINDERS' I allow worlds to converge and flow in a layered collage. On the one hand, through the art forms used such as watercolour, photography and digital technique, on the other, there are the worlds, skies, heavens and seas that have crossed and passed in all possible forms, whether emotional, spiritual or physical. Yet again and again, the big comes together and spills over into the precious because fragile small as just that colour, that incidence of light, depth or shape in which circles may again become circular. Here, too, inaudibly silent worlds of their own are hidden behind the visible, seemingly mundane of a familiar horizon and sky. This is where sun, sea, earth, land, air and time come together.
Anyone who looks and listens attentively hears and sees the hushed depths in a light, powerful echo of the sunset. The light can just bring out the melancholy of the end of the day and can also flood a person with melancholy in a paradoxical longing for other times when experiencing this freedom was not a matter of course and where, if possible, the day was even blacker than the night. In retrospect, looking at the world(s) through a different window and reflecting on this past, it was all more than worth it.
It was the time when the melting water of black snow gradually took on colour. The house overlooking a new horizon stands again on indestructible foundations. The question is what I want on the wall. The images I see pass by like a slide show against and in the.. Read more…