Microscopco View Print

Microscopic View This project began in a dream. In my sleep, I dived into the sea and swam to the bottom, finding many aquatic plants. I could admire the simplicity of the shapes of these beings that are important for all life on planet earth, as 55% of the oxygen on earth is produced by algae. And suddenly I felt that I had a new power of having microscopic eyes. With this new power I could bring my gaze closer and closer like a human microscope and suddenly I was at the cellular level and I could travel through the various colors and shapes that reminded me of spots. So based on this dream I am investigating the accidental stains within the pictorial language. And how do I study this new universe? First, I apply the paint on the canvas and add water to spread the stain over the surface. Each layer I apply I have to wait around 24 hours for it to dry and then proceed with new layers. These accidental stains were already present in small parts of my work. And after this dream I decided to delve even deeper into the investigation of these elements. In my dream I fell in love with the colors and the stains that seem unpredictable, but they are the form of these beings so small in this microcosm that awakened another look for what seems to be just an accident. Every day I think of the following quote from Plato: "Try to move the world - The first step will be to move yourself." And I remember that my purpose in this world is to go within to self-knowledge and to believe that if I advance an inch with each artistic practice, I will already be better than yesterday. My works are traces of my search and if I can move forward, I will be able to move other people. In this project I present works that were inspired by a dream I had, in which I immediately fell in love with the colors and stains that seem unpredictable, but that awaken my most attentive gaze to such small and fascinating beings. My almost scientific experiment, obtained from this dream, brought me the result: The accidental stains are the result of the counter-reaction of matter after contact with water. And because of this the works, individually, have no title. Finally, there is a kind of distrust of beauty. In art, this resistance has been established as a way to prevent our consciousness from becoming alien to itself, away from its real nature. I have always observed the real nature of things, of the objects around me. To me it makes sense and I won't disagree, but I must say that also for me reality is a choice and my choice is for beauty. In my belief there is no true beauty without some strangeness in the same proportion.