Dear Visitor,
I decided to write You myself, how could I trust them to talk about painting.

Last winter was long and in the studio the fresh mixed colors were my only source of light. Now that the works left the studio I feel comfortable to tell you more about them. I realize that after finishing a painting I have around seven seconds of pure happiness before self-criticism will ruin everything and it happens regardless the size of the work, thats why I decided to make twenty small paintings, I had one hundred forty seconds of joy. I was always tempted to explore tempera as a medium, I was exited like a child by the deepness of the pigment and its opacity that I endet up neglecting the drawing and please forgive me this time all those brush strokes that are not familiar with my usual ideals. Yes, I chose this time paper, I find it more tolerant for water - colors. The paper block had exactly twenty sheets, but my enthusiasm and sincerity was only enough for nineteen paintings, don't you find it absurd? In the end I thought is right to exhibit all of them also the loveless one, but I cant reveal You which one is it. I realize that I can’t lie in drawing and thats make me very vulnerable. You asked me in the past about the reference of my shapes and its meaning however to answer this question I would have to betray my intuition and my memory but I confess You that my religious approach to painting made of daily perseverance makes me feel closer to the unknown. You might ask Yourself about the title ‘mirrored waves, dashed rocks’,well I guess the repeated gestures of nature despite time and space might hide the eternity, by the way the Magnolia tree I see on my way to the studio this year this year the flowering period lasted two days longer than usual.


Sincerely,
Catalin Pislaru

15 April, 2024