The End Before The Beggining - Somewhere a Star With Your Name Still Shines
Sometimes and artwork begins by an event of truly beautiful inspiration, these things are gifts from our minds that motivate us to immortalise a part of us by engraving our emotions, visions and dreams in an artwork.
Sometimes life's greatest gifts are lost before they materialise, ideas get thinner and visions disappear in darkness. We are left with thoughts of what could have been, and blame ourselves by not being able to achieve the impossible.
Memories become pains, the unfinished painting is a perfect image of the memory of pain, thoughts are less cruel than a physical image, they get faded by distractions.
So an unfinished painting is like a photograph of someone that never arrived in the studio for the photo shoot, a picture of an empty space.
The question remaining is if there is any painting in the world left unfinished.
Sometimes life's greatest gifts are lost before they materialise, ideas get thinner and visions disappear in darkness. We are left with thoughts of what could have been, and blame ourselves by not being able to achieve the impossible.
Memories become pains, the unfinished painting is a perfect image of the memory of pain, thoughts are less cruel than a physical image, they get faded by distractions.
So an unfinished painting is like a photograph of someone that never arrived in the studio for the photo shoot, a picture of an empty space.
The question remaining is if there is any painting in the world left unfinished.




3 Comments:
Caro N.
São teus os trabalhos???
Gostei do Unfinished mas não acho que a incompletude de uma obra deva ser tida dessa forma como tu a apresentas.
A mim agrada-me a incompletude, característica tão premente na Interzona mas não tanto nas nossas vidas.
Gostas de H.R Giger??
madmax
This post is beautifully written and made me think. What would a picture of an empty space look like? And wouldn't that be art too?
Caro N.
Desculpa o atraso em ter respondido ao teu comentário. Devo dizer-te que de todos os comentários deixados nesse post aquele que mais gostei foi do teu, as palavras que deixas não lhes tiro nem uma vírgula.
É bom saber que escrevemos para duas ou três pessoas que nos compreendem realmente, e tu és uma delas.
A interzona é um espaço que alberga todos esses cavalheiros que não se enquadram nesses espaços de intelectuais que tu falavas.
Nem tenho palavras para te deixar em relação a isso, a única forma de te responder seria dar-te um abraço...
Saudações Interzonais...
madmax
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