Cosmic Urban Connect -56
The Maze Within When I began this painting it started with no direction. Few lines — horizontal, vertical and slanting shapes one following the other. I was merely putting onto the page the mélange of images circling in my mind, like running through a hedge maze without any other idea where it would take me. I began with acrylic colours. Next came oil pastels, layer on layer. Inturn, something manifested on the canvas. Nothing definable. Pure abstraction. And yet, oddly enough, I could envision myself there. Maybe it was my caged spirit who wanted to go climbing, fly high in the sky and step into powerful action but too aware of all those creaky habits, conditioning in my mind from years deep rooted. Today a voice asks, will it even be liked? Will anyone buy it? Is someone going to want it to take home? And sometimes, I fear to decide. Maybe after years of being a businessman, I am still caught up in the conditioning of products, purpose and value—what’s next? Come retirement, the...
