I'm trying to get to know myself deep down and the painting of Eve is part of this process. Have reached a faze in my life where I am tired of painting, though not tired of creating!! Feel a need to 'just' write and draw in my sketch book. Dreaming of travelling the world with the sketch book under my arm and reflect life through this mirror. Maybe leave the brush for a year to let new, forgotten or unknown sides have a place in the sun.
Right now painting everyday is a tough strive and is more a result of discipline and pride, because I do not want to be lazy. But by the end of the day when I have managed to progress on Eve, I feel a certain joy and strength together with thankfulness over having reached yet another stage.
I have some travelling over the coming months, including 4 weeks in Italy to learn Italian, a fulfilment of an old dream. Some of this travelling time will be used to work on many new poems and then I might work on Eve when at home. Maybe this painting will take a year to complete and the day of the last brushstroke is maybe the day where I have come a long way in my own process of freedom and liberation. In fact I'm not able to finish her now, there are lessons in life I have to learn before transferring it to the canvas..
Another new feeling in me is the wish to become part of a group. The last four years I have chosen solitude in my work, but now I feel the need to share visions and thoughts with others who have the same urge to explore life on a deeper level. I feel a mental loneliness and with that a wish not to be lonely.
