My abstract paintings are an expression of my fascination of symbols, contemporary street art and modern life. By using a mixed technique that combines acrylic, oil, gauche, tempera, to the praxis of collage, I give life to artworks with dreamlike and vibrant scenarios that imprison on the canvas tracks of the real and of metaphorical evocations. I work with abstract for its lack of representation and total freedom. Rhythm, pattern and balance is important in the paintings that I make. I start each painting with a sketch and then building up layers of collage materials that consist of old and contemporary newspaper clippings and photos, old text notes and sheet music. These collage pieces are then cut and mounted on to the canvas or board in a specific way to form the underlying pattern for the painting. Like the memory, the paper and image clips are fragmented across the canvas.
This helps lay the foundation for the initial imagery and paves the way for the following applications of an impasto layers of paint. Texture, surface treatments and colour are very important aspects of my work in order for each painting to have a very profound and compelling presence.
The goal is to create a compelling work of abstract art that engages the viewer, is endlessly absorbing and promotes a meaningful dialogue. Where the images can be seen as decorative, but also give an interest to move closer to see more details.
The paintings may appear to refer to a typically Dadaist aesthetics, but at the same time they’re purged of the Dada polemic force and iconoclastic fury. In fact, the paintings colour, cut-outs, symbols of a mysterious past, like of the present, slowly emerge on the surface in a continuum of summons and recovery, composing and compressing themselves into new formal structures capable of returning the memory of reasons and feelings, and emotionally closer to the Rauschenberg’s memory to aim for a particular text and image to have an underlying meaning.
Documenting the lives and our footprint through time and what the future has to show, history repeats itself. This has happened, mixed with a dreamy, ethereal world.
A POETIC RECYCLING OF REALITY