Time is an Illusion, Art is Real
Another month has passed. They say time flies, but I am not so sure. Time feels like an illusion—human invention designed to help us catalog memories and anticipate a future that doesn't actually exist yet.
According to the calendar, however, this month was incredibly full. I’ve been showing up in the studio day and night. Because my previous painting was still drying, I temporarily moved my setup to a completely new area of my studio. It was a fascinating shift; it reminded me how deeply we are affected by our physical surroundings. I suppose that is why brilliant architects are so vital. My father is one of them, and I have always admired the way he analyzes human ergonomics.
Without a television, I spent my evenings listening to the World Cup matches on the radio. It felt beautifully old-school, a great way to actively exercise the imagination and paint at the same time. Outside of the studio, I managed to forage for clams a couple of times, which turned into some incredible homemade pasta dinners. I also maintained my running streak, logging a total of 104 km this month. Even though I love the sport, it still takes intense discipline to lace up four times a week, no matter what.
As for the art, my latest painting is finally nearing completion. It took far longer than anticipated because I kept changing my mind, but I am finally approaching that elusive feeling of satisfaction. I didn’t want to play it safe. Evolution, excitement, and new ideas require us to cross a thin line—one we must approach with deliberate awareness, control, and small, measured steps. We don't cross it to ruin our work, but to grow.
I often reach a stage in a project where I want to turn everything upside down. In those moments, I remind myself that it is just a painting. If things go completely sideways, I can always just have a big laugh. Mistakes teach us far more than safety ever could. While I take my practice seriously—treating it with the weight and responsibility of life or death—art is ultimately a game. You have to remain playful. That balance is exactly where its unique power and beauty reside.
If all goes smoothly, I should finish this piece today or tomorrow, and I will certainly post it later this week if you would care to see it.
