I've ever endeavoured to create a sense of mystery pervading through the painting. A mere presence of a mystery itself easily transforms mundane into magical. One doesn’t even need to know what exactly the mystery is, nor where lies the key to it. It suffices to feel its presence, to know it’s ‘somewhere there’.

Of course, the mystery by itself may always not be enough to spellbind the beholder. At one time fascinated with the enigma of old hermetic etchings, I concluded that despite their bewitching mysteriousness many antiquated oeuvres do look, well... antiquated. I turned my interest to the modern art. To the unencumbered joy of colour and form, bravely wrestling with the unbending conventions of the past. Yet again, I discovered that most of the contemporary creations, spontaneous and revolutionary in their own right, lack that gripping impenetrability possessed by some of the old masters.

The resulting outcome of my fascinations is a blend of ‘old’ and ‘new’ - an attempt to bring together the best of two worlds. A mystery unbridled by the stifling manner of old - on one hand, and modernity that serves purpose other than itself - on the other. … Read More