Between Linen and Silk . 2024

The Tree

I feel like the purpose of communicating fades into the beauty that i can’t help to admire. Each perfection that was created by the lines of the confusing trees captures my gaze and makes me doubt my thoughts.

We grow up with a desire for meaning in everything we touch, however this desire to create a concept is lost when the beauty is enough and we can’t do more then just observe.

Now i can feel the warmth of the tree and i can feel it close to me. Its trunk fells my soul, I can see the brightness that calms my mind. Can I simply observe everything that guides me without giving it a meaning?

I admire the organism of this body that helps me understand the inside of the tree that looks to be covered, I dive into the colors and I start painting.

I see a desire to speak without reflecting, to be present in the tranquility of the gaze. It guides my discernment and I realize that the brightness that the tree made me accept melts between the lines that turn into vivid colors, and that, in a way, this tree doesn’t want to show.

I start thinking again and then i lose the peace that the tree gave me. Does excess information really lead to emptiness? And, if it does, won’t it be that emptiness that we are all looking for to be able to meditate?

Used Materials: Acrylic on Linen and sewn details on linen and wood.