I’ve been writing of late, and painting, lots of painting – Yes, it’s a lovely little existence I have going on at this moment in time. This artwork though, I’m kind of lost for words on what it actually represents for me, but I feel this following paragraph expresses that entirely. This is a few words I’ve put together about the way I felt when I first fell in love with the art…
‘That’s how it all started, I was in love, dumbfounded by the art. Logic was of no use to me now, I felt like a chimp discovering fire. How? What? Howwww? Such beauty, such magic can only be the work of… something I clearly didn’t understand, and that got under my skin, like a little rainbow benevolent parasite, shooting lasers filled with colours and possibility up into my veins, like heroin to an addict. I was hooked - art was the word and I soon found myself entirely hypnotized by what could be. My third eye was on another level, a new space of creation, charging at light-speed with visual manifestations unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. This was beyond psychedelics, or fantasy film, or any effort to ponder and make some sort of sense of the cosmic. This was like coming home, to something I’d always been searching for. This was it, the realisation that, whatever this feeling is - this sensation flooding every inch of my being and questioning the unknown, this is exactly where I wanted to be. Right here. Creating something which took me to this place of wonder and gratitude and fucking bliss.’
I’ve decided to call this artwork ‘Free Falling’, a tribute to the dive we take into new love.
Artwork size 120 x 90cm (47.2' x 35.4') SOLD
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