Introductory note: “The Rift In Time” series of works is a journey that starts from our inner world and continues onward to the stars. With delicate care, I try to render the ghostly energy waves reaching our senses, and the nostalgia of perishable things such as pomegranates, water lilies, and even the potent perfume of love letters, all perishable just like the stars themselves. This impermanence enables me to explore the nature of being because it is only the mental phenomena that we actually experience.
There is always a bright star placed intentionally high above all to direct the viewer’s gaze upwards, the way people for thousands of years still do while searching for answers or divine intervention. Although, we achieved amazing progress of any kind over the years, including the outer space exploration, humankind is still very fragile, too young at the universal time scale among billions of galaxies in the universe. I always feel attracted to that kind of painting that employs metaphors to describe the vulnerability of human race in the cosmic dance of creation and destruction.
Reticent from the beauty of a landscape or an object, I like to recompose reality both from existing images and ones created by my own imagination. After all, art is a bridge between reality and its reflection in the mind of the artist.
Related to the surrealists, working without a plan or preliminary sketches, using vivid oil colors and sharp contrasts, I create a serene, calm atmosphere to entice the viewer to embark on an introspective journey of their own. These magical and hallucinatory landscapes are meant to invite people to come and enter another time, another world and experience silent awareness.
I wish I could paint with the alertness of thought:
The hot wave of our meetings from that unique spring,
The dream world of childhood carried on cloud wings,
The song of the sea,
The dangerous charm of remote places,
The cold and pure air of the flight over Blue Mountains
The venom of lies and the poison of betrayals,
The pearled tones of the soul in the morning of life and the sadness of its sunset,
The labyrinth of Uncertainty,
The shape of Ideal,
The unseen attraction force of Evil,
The tearing desert of waiting,
The color of Suffering,
The fragile-delicate face of Hope,
The terrible moment of Renunciation.