I paint the shapes that come to my mind on the canvas. I paint over and over again, for days on end. I paint until my mind finds something. The shape becomes the shape of my heart, and the ground becomes the world that surrounds it. This is where the exchange between the form of my heart and its world begins. The world is sometimes kind and sometimes harsh, but so is the form of my heart, and the exchange continues with far more emotion than when it was just figure and ground. Until it becomes my own place.
This work was painted solely with those emotional exchanges. Gentleness and harshness, warmth and coldness, generosity and narrowness, purity and turbidity, inside and outside, movement and stillness... I feel that conflicting matters coexist.