How come that something that I don’t even recognize as having made myself is so popular? When posting on Facebook that I was selling out paintings, most reactions came for this one. Leaving a big questionmark above my head.
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The first who asked for this painting was Amarins. So she got it.
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Now it is where a painting belongs. On a white wall, above a couch in between other art and some nice lighting where people can enjoy it.
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Now I found out that selling paintings is also a nice way to get an insight in other peoples livingspace.
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Thanks Amarins! (still think you have a strange name, makes me think of a wierd fruit since it sounds like ‘tamarin’)
Meet Michelle, almost 2 years old and the punkest kid I know. Complete with attitude at first sight but behind that is the sweetest human you can think of. Here, I revealed the secret of punks.
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With my homies I often have discussions about taking pictures of people without asking, in this case I asked her mom but for instance in a train I rather be rude and shoot away at fellow-travellers (example) or fellow people in public space in general (example). Still I don’t think it’s rude. Sure, it may confront people with the fact that they are visible and in a certain way even interestin. But a reason to get angry?
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These two pictures visualize very well what happens if I take a photo of someone without asking. First (left picture) there is the person’s attitude, showing it’s character, the primary reaction to interaction when it is still unclear if it is safe or not. The second (right picture) it becomes clear that it is safe, the natural expression is transformed in the easthetical, contious reaction. The way you want to be seen.
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Well, I like to capture the first reaction. It would be kind of hard to get that if I’d ask for permission to shoot, wouldn’t it?
Lacking good words I’ll say that I can’t wait to see this in paint. Okay, it’s a lot of emptynes and grey.
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But on the same time its got a lot of different lights, a wide range of subtile colors and lines, whatever I am supposed to mean with that.
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And it makes me think of Gerhard Richter.
While a lot of people have already asked me if I’m aware of the fact that this may make people think it is a Mondrian rip off, I am happy to be back into applying de Stijl to my work. This is my main concern in painting, it is a language I am trying to learn.
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After finishing this I have the exact feeling that I now know the answer of the question: why do I like the picture that I bought at the fleamarket in Berlin. Why did I pick this picture, among others, from a box with hundreds of pictures? Of course I could have explained this verbally but it would miss that what it makes it an image. If you want to answer this question without translating it to letters and words, than de Stijl is the language to communicate in.
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Okay, the result is not the virtous picture with a shitload of expression or a deeper meaning and also not a social/politically engaged work. Now, it’s a reaction from itself about itself placing it somewhere in the universe.
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At this moment I’d better shut up.