When I paint I exist forever
Her
By those breasts I have been fed
By those hands I have been held
What if I have only lived for a few days
In my dreams I'm desperately looking for her face
A nightmare had already been dreamt
Where her voice could not be heard
I woke up in terror and cried her name
And immediately her smell relieved my pain
Into a sweet abyss now myself I find
Dragging from the darkness shapes and colors of any kind
And so I am using them to create the world I am going to travel
Building a whole universe for her skein of fairytales to unravel
oil on canvas
90x60cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
120x80cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
120x70cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
110x80cm
The Way
Slouching on a chair is what she needs
Contemplating over her past deeds
A train of thoughts is passing before her eye
Neither the speed moves her nor the light makes her blind
A parade of countless wagons of sadness and joy
Full of noisy passengers who her calmness do not destroy
Scenes of tomorrow is what she only sees
Longing for the next train and the tales it brings
It did not come to her as a surprise
When Cassandra and Clytemnestra from the crowd they arise
Eternal enemies now they're holding hands
Their fights leave behind of the past
The one welcomes her impotence to convince
The other her guilt proudly admits
Together from the train station they’re drawing away
Looking forward to walking their lives’ greatest way
oil on canvas
100x70cm
Sousta
Contemplating over her past deeds
A train of thoughts is passing before her eye
Neither the speed moves her nor the light makes her blind
A parade of countless wagons of sadness and joy
Full of noisy passengers who her calmness do not destroy
oil on canvas
50x50cm
The Heart
Came across with a random image of a human heart
Imagined it was yours and painted it alike
Straight were the lines drawn
Cold were the colours placed
Looked thoroughly at it and thought it was fine
Pity it was I discovered it was no't yours but mine
oil on canvas
120x80cm
The Hand
There was this pale hand
Sad was the hand; sad was its owner
Worlds had been travelled; lives had been lived
So one day the hand , came to me its end to seek;
Its owner in despair had totally agreed
So I grabbed the hand upper by its third eye
Bit it and ate it,
Leaving its owner to leap into the void and die.
oil on canvas
90x60cm
Skase
1. Find yourself in horizontal position
2. Close your eyes
3. Make some beautiful thoughts
4. Make more hurtful thoughts or take the pill and shut the fuck up
oil on canvas
90x60cm
Still Standing
oil on canvas
90x60cm
Legs
oil on canvas paper
50x30cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
70x50cm
The portrait
oil on canvas
100x150cm
Hand on the back
oil on canvas
50x70cm
The next day
oil on paper
80x100cm
Back
oil on paper
30x40cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
50x70cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
50x70cm
Untitled
oil on canvas
50x50cm
Insection
oil on canvas
70x100cm
Freddie
oil on canvas
150x100cm
The Eye
oil on paper - 20x10cm
oil on paper - 30x30cm
Touch the Ground
oil on canvas - 120x80cm
oil on canvas - 90x60cm
oil on paper - 40x30cm