Climate Control. It’s work with space, with one’s inner space, when borders are inviolable and non-material. One’s own, personal climate, when a question of personification is an eternal question of one’s own (guarded) borders. Self-discovery – of one’s new differences and similarities, because every new day brings its new ego. “Climate control” is fatalism, getting the feel of one’s ego and surviving. It seems to me that lots of awfully important and necessary things are left behind “the pale of settlement”, maybe even the most important things. Marginal things and things that are not in demand. Because the Will and Right of a person to control are infinite. They are as strong, as unbearable is the awareness of one’s helplessness.
I think that it’s instinctive – to save everywhere and every time one’s presence. And so, the person with a lantern is going on water, which in one moment has destroyed everything, and he is looking for truth, answers on his questions, his ego.
That’s why in painting there’s such a restrained, boring even a manner of painting – without bright splashes. Control.
September 3, 2011
September 27, 2011
personification, Changes, climate control, self-discovery, our own borders