The pink autumn aster is exploding in the garden right now. Do I really want to paint something real today? So far I shirk very much from representational depictions. Because an exact representation – that exceeds my abilities. On the other hand: If this would be my deepest wish to do so, then I would take the camera – a medium, which I know myself really well by now. But even the camera today may only take a quick snapshot from the hip. To capture the inspiration. After all, I want to paint and not photograph. Therefore: Just allowing myself to simply express something beyond the plain sight – like a feeling or richness in color.
I feel a bit like a child: To feel the joy of just making something colorful. And it also includes the frustration of not yet being able to do something with my hands the way I can mentally imagine it. A very familiar “as well as” feeling. Very old. Can both be left side by side like that today.
