In the work and miniature world 'Sometimes it rains in june' I allow worlds to converge and flow in a 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, skies and seas that have crossed and passed in all possible
forms, both emotional, spiritual and 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 round. Here again, inaudibly silent, personal worlds are hidden behind the visible, seemingly mundane.
And whoever looks and listens carefully hears and sees the silent depth in the echo of the warming silence. Even if it rains in June and the rains sometimes beat a different rhythm.
This too is freedom.
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…