“Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.” (Picasso)
To me painting is breathing, living, feeling alive.
When words are not sufficient, colours and shapes keep on communicating.
Painting belongs to me.
Most likely from the beginning on. I only became aware of it as a teenager.
When easle and colours were my nest, my escape, my walking stick for growing up, my patient mentors.
But, one can not live on art, or can one?!
I had to turn 30 something to dare answering that. What is the answer, you wonder?
you can live on anything at all, if you are just passionate and thrilled about it!
Now matter what anybody else says.
What is in your heart?
Behind the Scenes. This is how DianARS (He)artpieces come to life.
Some pictures I already see when the canvas is still white. And others develop while I paint. In a flow.