Catch My Eye With A Part Of The Sky’s Color

Try to immortalize the image in which you are reflected, highlighting the relationship between what you are used to seeing as “inside” and what you are used to seeing as “outside”.

Again, my gaze rested on the color marking the handicapped parking area. In the small, freshly painted pedestrian rectangle, the rich hue (sky blue) seems detached from the background of Hubert Robert’s “Bathing Pool” painting, where a single point is united with the whole. A practiced look, setting apart and distinguishing a light tone from another dark one, correlates this vivid, vibrant and intense color with the spontaneous character of the painting of great abstract art and, enveloping it with its creative gaze, projects itself into a present that no longer believes in the future.

To the sky-blue color can be added the artist’s reaction to reality, his personal response to this reality springing from the inside to the world, more palpable than the creative experience, no less real than an emotional life story. However, the navy blue color transposes me into a strange world that amazes at first sight by combining the fantastic with an incredible life story, but at the same time it opens my mind and soul to a new way of making art, in the outside world, or in the stylized appearances of nature, building a new form of aesthetic language starting from within me.

Here, in this rectangle where the sky-blue color mixes a little with that of the sky, the painter sits down naturally. Facing the east, brush in hand and a lot of serenity in the soul. He doesn’t have the place he once knew, this is clearly visible, because he walked for some time in search of the right subject, looking far and wide, investigating every nook and cranny of nature. The color is already there, it is light and pleasing to the eye, very similar to topaz (the stone of perfection). But in order for the mysterious work of creation to begin, feeling that it has become clear in his soul what he has to do, he must download his inspiration through his hand and, through his soul, all the joy.

Can you add a comparison to a simultaneously “introspective and visual” experience born from the careful observation of an image that is reflected in a finite space included in the infinite?

Just as the painter must appeal to the imagination rather than material representation in order to produce a new color, a new aesthetic, a simultaneously introspective experience, in the same way the visual perception of the spatial-temporal context in which the tonalities are used must be framed in a calm and neutral version of watercolor, in which the drawing, a preliminary stage of the composition, gives a mirror effect.

Decisive here is the man-nature dualism. Being able to make adjustments of clarity until the last moment, this extra comparison will be paid dearly through an insufficient sense of self, if man fails to transpose himself into a vision of nature, into a philosophy of the spirit.

In any case, the painter in me leaves the imprint of his state of mind in the works he creates. And in this moment of inspiration everything becomes sky-blue, because I seem to be framed in a “mirror” area of the sky, devoid of bright stars, operating like an illusionist, that is, putting in a relationship of mirroring and mutual authorization two types of forces: a force of the soul that describes things differently than they are, and a force of the image, “a beyond” that is indescribable in words.

My soul in particular resonates more than anything with sky blue. This color is like a universal fragment of the creation of the infinite in a finite undamaged by the weather, to the extent that it acquires a form, an always another form, another drawing, another image, in a real that seems unreal as soon as the twilight start painting the sky.

Can you singularize your creation in the form of a visual representation, by carefully observing an image that fits all the states of mind you have?

I judged well the sky-blue color, that it carries a certain meaning in itself. And, in order to absolutely delight and charm a soul receptive to its beauty, it needs the natural emotions that arise from the rigor and simplicity of the form it wears. At the sight of this color I feel that I am in an inexplicable connection with the reflex of the divine, of the supersensible, I feel that I am among the stars, that I am caught in a dream that takes me out of the monotony of life, giving rise to intense experiences and greater expectations.

Extremely significant in this sense is the image seen by the viewer in an image with a maximum level of depth and color performance. Good remark of Viktor Lazarev, opposite the great painter Rembrandt:

“Rembrandt’s task lies precisely in overcoming this timeless framework of the portrait in painting, in making it dynamic, in forcing it to live in time. He set himself the goal of embodying in a single portrait an immense amount of consecutive moments, so that this portrait can give an exhaustive biography of the one depicted. And that is why the man is received in his late portraits not statically, but in a continuous becoming. The impression is thus created that on the image seen by the viewer, a series of previous and consecutive images is stratified, which restores the continuity of the psychic torrent.”

Undoubtedly, the one who is constantly looking for particular views of colors, so that he can paint the ideal portrait with a strongly outlined and very consistent sense of self, must eternalize himself and immerse himself in a universe of nature where the main artistic collaborator – the purest feeling – has the gift of evoking an impressive moment for the viewer, the culminating moment of what could be called a “simultaneously introspective experience”.

The orientation of leadership towards art includes the introspective experience you get when you manage to compare an image that invites you to action – with an image that accurately reproduces your experiences, thoughts, feelings.

Catch My Eye With A Part Of The Sky’s Color if you want to better understand my artistic side which, in a way, I have always kept hidden. I began to see the world differently: full of color, full of emotions, with different eyes, to understand that a new path can be carved among others, of self-discovery and self-giving. After all, art makes you more sensitive, no matter how capricious you are.