Acrylic on Canvas
Diptychon
2 x 100 x 100 cm
Juli 2026
In Struggle with Red
There are colours that ask for no decision.
And there are colours that ask for everything.
Red is one of them.
It carries a force that is almost impossible to tame. It can become loud, heavy, overwhelming. Perhaps the real struggle begins long before a painting comes into being—with the question of whether such immense energy can shed its weight without losing its intensity.
This diptych emerged from such an encounter.
Not from an idea.
Not from an intention.
But from the courage to surrender to an energy without knowing where it would lead.
There are moments in painting when the colour begins to take on a life of its own. You no longer try to control it. You stop trying to master it. Instead, a dialogue unfolds—at times quiet, at times resistant, at times filled with tension.
Perhaps this is where the true creative moment resides.
Not when something succeeds.
But when we are willing to surrender completely to the process.
I remember the intensity of that red. Its physical presence. The feeling that every gesture of paint was more than the movement of a hand—it became a concentration of attention, courage and trust.
It was a state of heightened awareness.
A struggle that did not exhaust, but awakened.
A struggle from which light could emerge.
Perhaps this is why art has the power to move us.
Because sometimes it carries the trace of an experience.
Not as a story.
Not as an explanation.
But as energy.
