I find peace and tranquillity through my art. Although my passion for art is not innate, it has gradually become an obsession since I started to paint in 2004. Nature abounds in diversity, whether it’s in fruits, vegetables or flowers. To me, it is simply a reflection of our own humanity in all its various diverse forms. The fire and the rose are one!
When I see delicate, small flowers, such as pansies, or violets, I am reminded of a magical realism - of fairies at the bottom of the garden. Sweet perfumed, yet thorny roses - are ladies of rare and ineffable beauty. They are aloof and destined to be admired from afar, lest you succumb to their barbs. A warty gourd - stern on the outside, yet with a soft inner vulnerability - is like an ugly old, warty man, whose inner beauty and warm heart is yet to be discovered.
It’s not a matter of beauty being in the eye of the beholder; rather, even in the ugliest of plants, I am inspired to create beautiful works of art.
While the fresh subject decomposes, its image, on the other hand, will remain, for all to admire, to absorb and to appreciate.
270 x 350 mm