“Everything flows, nothing stands still…” , Heraclitus

In our era of relentless progress and change, does Time ever freeze? You stop, look at your reflection in the mirror and what is it that you really see? A motionless image of yourself or a constant flow of energy, thoughts and soul searching?

It is this very flow that I am trying to show in my art. An everlasting flow of colours, expressions and emotions, which whirl in time and space, bringing out enchanting melodies.

I try to plunge in the human soul, mine and my beloved ones’, ending up in a psychogram, where my own instinct and the different qualities of painting are the predominant elements.

In my portraits, I attempt to express my inner self through round patterns and lines dancing to the rhythm of circular tunes.

With the line being the main medium, the curves replace the corners and the continuity comes in place of the discontinuity.

There are no contour lines anymore and the figures, the light, and the color, all flow in space and in the surroundings.

Like the water digs up the earth creating different kinds of landscapes, the same way the color digs up the psyche of the human being to help the uniqueness of each face emerge.

Faces that refer to theatrical masks…Distorted, enigmatic faces full of piled up feeling…Faces that literally melt and let the floodgates of their passions wide open…

Faces that stand still in front of the mirror and let you see them from a distance, but puzzle you when you attempt to look at them close up. Abstract figures, yet concrete… Optical illusions…yet relative truths. Appearances are deceptive, or maybe not?

What is really hiding behind the reflection in the mirror?