It’s a sensual Sunday. I feel part of its texture. And the softness of time slowly passing. One moment of peace after the other. I am painting. Perhaps I’ll be finished with it by tonight. It’s not much work left. Just detail work, touch-ups and finishing the most important part of the painting – the core – and the flames of the warmest part of the soul. It’s the first time I am making such a metaphysical reference in my art. I think it might be my new thing.
I may not be an expert when it comes to most things in life – but I do think I might be a scientist of the human soul. I will use my art and writing to show the results I’m finding on my quest to understanding its mysterious and magical nature and substance.