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With
these paintings I’m exploring a culture that has lost touch with
its myths, its religion, and indeed, the storytelling tradition that
once lay at its very core. The people in the paintings look as if they might be the last remnants of an old, pagan Europe, and we witness them seemingly attempting to revive bizarre ceremonies and rituals they no longer remember, or even believe in. Perplexed and confused, some of them turn to look out at us as if they were asking for help or advice, but there will be no help, and nothing to be done, but to go on going on. By their very nature, paintings only allow us to engage with a few disjointed fragments of reality. There are no explanations, not even for the artist. In the end, all we have are a few slices of time, and our own unlimited imaginations. |