2002 - Oil on Canvas, Inches 47,24x23,62

Triangles. In life one face certainties and uncertainties all the time.
In a stroke of a brush these emotions are amalgamated in colors, strong and brilliant but also dark and gloomy.
Losing, then finding, oneself in a street without understanding the reason why one is there.
The triangle, the number 3, the ambiguity that is inside us.
I am you. I am you.
I-we are-You. But what are we, really …
Laying bare the assault on space, as if it were something spiritual.
I something mystic in all this. I speak to the canvas, to the colour and they communicate with me.
Mental working-out, wanted, looks for, found… and then you start all over again.

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