Probably the most productive half-year ever, thanks to participating in #pleinairpril2024, but also painting like a pig eats. I have most likely hundreds of other sketches that will never see the light of day.
If you have been with me for long enough, you may have noticed I slowly switched from full landscape painting to other organic, infinitely more challenging forms. My love for the landscape is just as strong, but so is my desire to learn and keep experimenting. I do not have a "style", and I do not paint the same way. I own many painting apps, and I use them interchangeably, even if I am not proficient in all.
For me, the only exciting part is the process of discovering what's possible, it feeds my curiosity and it's the only thing that makes me return to painting, when I have plenty of other things to do that are just as rewarding (but rewarding in different ways).
It's the way I am wired, I just like many things, many styles, genres, shades of everything, and it shows in my painting process. I don't see that as a distraction, I see that as a blessing (as it takes a lot of time and I've been blessed with that time for many years), and I cannot imagine life any other way.
I don't have any kind of attachment for these results, it could have been any other by the mere switching of one brush. They are just one path out of really infinite possibilities.
The only important thing is to keep walking, to enjoy the road. Towards a North Star that is unreachable, for art is infinite, and we are not. And it's wonderful because of that. Finitude gives meaning and freedom. How boring life would be otherwise, if we could reach the end of any art form, or if we had infinite time at our disposal.
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