Saint Bartholomew Painting

I was born in Athens, Greece, and have been living in Spain since 1979. I am interested in all forms of art, especially plastic arts. The Mediterranean is my home and a state of mind.

I discovered fractals almost four years ago and was immediately attracted to their endless creative possibilities. Fractals are essentially abstract and abstract art attracts me particularly. In many cases, I think abstraction is the only way to be specific on certain issues or ideas. My inspiration comes mainly from the impressions I derive from my surroundings, nature, the different qualities of light, music, literature and mythology. There is now an important update regarding my art. Though I still work with fractals, some time ago I decided to go back to traditional painting. After working so much with the computer, I felt I needed to get my hands dirty again and to touch physical materials. I am currently using watercolours and mixted technique on paper and I added my new website to my Profile. In my paintings, realism coexists with abstraction and both help me explore the small and not-so-small issues of existence. Our feelings and experiences are weaved on the canvas of this coexistence and are nourished by this challenge. I like working with watercolours, those pigments that tinge the water just like our passions colour our souls. They don't impose their presence, they respect the transparency of our emotions and the delicacy of our notions. The transparency of watercolours allows us to witness the silence and the void that art so tenatiously tries to disguise. It's the discreet presence of absence. I like using india ink, because of its reminiscences of writing. Its darkness protects the mystery of expression and starts a "conversation" with the viewer, the reader of the images, like an unfinished text that contains our doubts - and our decay. I also like stains, those mischievous symbols of the blemishes that tarnish so many moments of our lives and end up opening new paths to follow, luminous or dark. Impossible to distinguish sometimes. They are drops of sun, hope, fear and ignorance, windows to memory and holes in the weave of human events. I like a streak of graphite, that elementary tool of drawing, because its presence brings forward the basic structure of the image and avoids hiding its vulnerability.