A Pear and Tomato Painting

In my early creative years, I quite sincerely worked in a realistic style. I was bewitched and charmed by the mystery of the whole worlds being created or re-created on a canvas plane. But then I reached a saturation point. It turned into a crisis and I thought it was a dead-end. The only possible honest solution I saw was to accept the idea that my painting came to an end and that I had to live on engaging in something different. So, I gave up, refused to paint for a while. This refusal resulted in the maturation of something completely new. At first, it didn't have either name or form. Ironically, a little later it turned out to be painting. But it was a new way, not mentioning it was a new style. It was not about inventing or interpreting. The images were not created or re-created. They were coming by themselves, urging embodiment of maximum precision. The only possible thing to do was to let them be. It's something like meditation, the concept of non-action. It includes avoiding interference. It doesn't imply immobility. It means rejection (becoming empty) of ambition, desire, personal motives, and in general, the identity concept and action as an effort. They say, only an empty flute can produce a sound. Thus, without an effort or will any action can take place naturally. So to say, it was my creative birth. It happened in 1988, April, 30th. That was when the first painting in what now I call my style appeared.