Cité Internationale des Arts, Paris

Open Studio | Room 8208 | August 16, 2018 | 19.00-21.30

Energy

Scribbles, movements, shapes and lines that move in different directions. Looking like an intensity tightly packed together. Just like the Sun’s surface looks like in the movies. I paint and draw my mind, my nerves, my energy, my thoughts and feelings, and all I see out there: the world, all people. The whole of existence as x-rays of energy and the sensual.

I jump into the undergrowth. It tears me up. I flop through the marsh. Get wet. Jump from rocks. Twist the ankle.

An alter ego has appeared. Could it be that instead of going crazy, he is a saint? I don’t know. I’m not sure. I dress in his plastic in the night. Trying to understand.