Acrylic/oil on carpet, 277x190
Initially, I wanted to create a laconic black carpet. Later, the totality of black was broken by affective, red explosions, reminiscent of the image of a wild rose.
“What we love is similar to the light of those stars that are so far from us that we see their light only after they themselves have already gone out. We then love something that exists and which does not exist at the same time, but even then we we love not in vain, because even then this still visible, perceptible ray of fading light can ignite the fire of our entire essence, which could not flare up like that from any other, richest reality”.