Beginning WV 17.18-C Painting

BORN IN FREIBERG/SAXONIA/GERMANY STUDIES OF ARCHITECTURE AT THE UNIVERSITY DRESDEN 1977-82 WORKING AS ARCHITECT IN DRESDEN, SAARBRÜCKEN, SALZBURG AND LEIPZIG SINCE 1982 SCHOOL OF FINE ARTS AND DESIGN, SAARBRÜCKEN 1991 INTERNATIONAL SUMMER ACADEMIES OF FINE ARTS IN SALZBURG SINCE 1991 INTERNATIONAL PERSONAL AND GROUP EXHIBITIONS SINCE 1994 TEACHING FREE PAINTING AT SEVERAL ACADEMIES OF FINE ARTS SINCE 2002 LIVING AND WORKING AS AN ARTIST AND INTERIOR DESIGNER IN LEIPZIG / GERMANY TEMPORARILY IN SAINT PAUL DE VENCE/CôTE D’AZUR Art is transformation »Art is the purpose of art as love is the purpose of love.« Heinrich Heine Ines Hildur starts her paintings intuitively, without any preconceived programme. From the subconscious things occur, which she cannot predetermine. The artist does not convert these inner pictures to specific things. With a special feeling for rhythm and through subtile colour sounds she tells about free, associative picture stories. The works exude tranquillity, clarity and sensuality. The visible aesthetic sensitivity has a suggestive power, which captivates the observer. If you get involved in these pictures – in the coloured moods, the symbolic, fragile lines, symbols – they appear to be the beginning of a story, which the observer can continue in his imagination. At the trans-lation into the terms of language, however, something mysterious remains, which cannot be translated. The painter apparently leaves the processes for the creation of the painting: colour layers overlay each other, lines are covered and released again, used papers are stuck onto the work. The artist describes her way of painting like this: » violations at places of change are connected, sewed, covered in a varnishing way, shine through like under a wax layer or can still haptically be realised. Special importance is attached to the picture passages, which appear to be particularly successful, they support their environment – are significant for fringe areas, however, can also lose their function again during the working process and have to be given up – sometimes this is quite painful like the loss of a good friend.« She discovers special beauty in apparently everyday things. This can be a crumbling wall, moss between concrete slabs, traces of transience.