This artwork captures the duality of life – beauty and transience, growth and decay. The flowing forms remind us of how deeply we are connected to nature and our own impermanence, while the hands seem to reach from another realm – perhaps for something unattainable, maybe for ourselves. The skull below whispers of time and finiteness, while the water ties everything together, almost like a mirror of our inner landscapes. It feels as if the painting is asking: What remains when everything flows?

as a collection you can see is very well thought, brings peace and some sense of knowing behind the paintings, it has a whimsical sense of vibrancy

Morte, pace, cielo, Terra

I put myself into it

I have been here before

Gives me Dali vibes. Love

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Sweet entanglement

This painting resonates with a profound sense of spirituality, evoking a transcendent narrative that unfolds upon close examination. Positioned in the upper left corner, the subtle depiction of a soft face invites the viewer to engage in a contemplative exploration, as if the figure exists beyond the physical realm. This figure serves in my mind. as a silent yet omnipresent narrator of an eternal story. Within the composition, amidst outstretched hands offering assistance, lies a poignant commentary on the human condition, grappling with mortality and the inexorable passage of time. Notably, the juxtaposition of a smaller arm emerging from a larger one on the center-right suggests a cyclical continuum of support spanning across generations, emblematic of the enduring human struggle and resilience throughout history.

it feels like deciding between keep on existing or start living

Who’s there

Four hands on a mirror like object- could be water, a pond reflecting heaven on the right side and earth on the left - an interplay between elements merging, becoming big and small again- for each other.

I immediately fell in love with the whole composition! I see a torn between good and evil. And hear classical music!

The sky is something we can touch, and we often forget to do. Many wants to touch it, they want to get it, prevailing sometimes. It’s this forces coexistence between life and beauty.

It is a contemplative, moody piece and there is someone looked the way I imagined I would if I were alone and someone was staring at me without my knowing that they were there.

Purgatory, the transition. The last attempt at purification.

A mirror is one of the most mysterious thing we can observe. Not only Narcissus felt in love with his own reflection and drowned in the river, but so do we in our screens nowadays. But the mirror is not just an object of self-worship, a mirror reflects the present time. This work makes me think of a magical mirror, which shows not only the present but as well the past and the future: death and birth. It makes visible the invisible, like in a dream. I like the density of the brushstrokes which are freely and expressively composed and yet reveal so many interesting hidden details… would love to see it in real!

Let’s kiss and let death exist within life

Idyllic yet eerie with an undertone of chaos. The reflections and illusions seem to mask the ultimate questions and Memento mori theme.

I started to work on this painting shortly after Russia invaded Ukraine. The horrible images of the bombed maternity ward in Mariupol was very present. So was also the ridiculously long table of Putin. And although the painting for me is not about the war, these images became important ”visual keys” for the becoming of this painting. The negotiation table- a visual key: The table is reflecting life as I see it, where one might have to negotiate ones conditions of life. One might have to to make sacrifices. And it’s also about trying to accept that life isn’t fair. Who is the one you negotiate with? Time? Death? Yourself? The small hand laying in a bigger hand- a visual key: this can for me be a symbol of sacrifice. Perhaps the sacrifice of one’s childhood innocence or believes. Or I also see the growing up person one has become, in a way being able to care for and nurturing the child one once were. Also in my mind is my favourite quote from the movie Gummo: “Life is great, really it is, without it, you’ll be dead”.

One half looks more dark then the other but not threatening. I like how the skull (death) is integrated in the warm and light half.

Floating between two different worlds. It is as if all of the happiness, all of the magic of this blissful time had flowed together into these stirring, bittersweet tones and flowed away, becoming temporal and transitory once more.