VIEWS THROUGH A WINDOW
These paintings were always about breaking free. Not associating a poem to an abstraction but living in the abstraction itself.
It is about interpreting a visual recollection of an emotional feeling at a particular moment. Like when you open a blind or a curtain, walk in or out of a door. Did you want to dance, punch someone, cry or start a cultural revolution?
So, the process was far removed to what came before it. I like flirting between this style and the one associated with a poem first and foremost. The energy is completely different. My rented floor fucking hates it though, paint flies. Oh well, swings and roundabouts and all that.