Painting is a way of encountering myself. With every picture, every composition, every idea, every sketch, and every time I continuing to work on a painting, I am put in touch with my own strengths, my weakness, my doubts, my conventionality, my differentness, my sense of not being good enough / not amazingly good.
Does what I am doing make any sense? Is it art? Is it really good? Was my rational mind too dominant, too deliberate?
Paintings reveal so many topics to us all and each of them, my friends, every single painting is a potpourri of many different heights and depths. What I enjoy, and what to my mind constitutes the real quality of my work, is my ability to work intuitively. That is my surfboard on the waves of painting.