48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas The human mind never rests. Thoughts are passionately grown, trimmed, wand watered. Then, they are quickly harvested, lost, or forgotten. New thoughts form instantly, making us busy again, as we care for them. These thoughts plot our destiny. They make us wake up in the middle of the night. They make us see colours…

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 48" Oil on canvas

36"x 48" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas Year after year, the seasons change outside my window. As the seasons change, they influence dramatic alterations in the way my brain works. I sit in front of my canvas, casting a fishing rod inside of it, and wait for answers. In the fall, this is how I like spending my evenings; sitting outside my window as I cast my rod into my canvas, and wait for it to inspire me.

48"x 36" Oil on canvas Social butterfly. Keen on self-preservation, she jumps from one man to the next. She is a merciless hunter. She doesn’t remember her victim’s names. She sets her traps, enjoys the game. The Social Butterfly; who pays no attention, to the damage she creates.

36"x 48" Oil on canvas We project an image of ourselves to the world. That image is often hard to read, and difficult to understand. The images irate our eyes with bright colours, And scare us with very dark ones. The message coded and unclear. The canvas upon which we paint our picture is very brittle. It can be easily punctured, and it is irreparable.

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48"x 36" Acrylic on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas Self-preservation is a very powerful method of survival. As pain becomes unbearable, when our body and soul is about to explode, we find salvation in playing silly games, learning stupid rules. We let ourselves be saved. We let ourselves get carried away…

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

36"x 48" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas Happiness is an illusion, that we experience when we belong to the moment, when we feel like we belong to a chain in some equilibrium, as we balance on the edge. The game becomes too easy. We become bored. We fall asleep. We loose the moment. Suddenly, a wind sweeps through. The game gets too hard. We become overworked, we become stressed, be become sick. We loose the moment. As moments are lost and found, happiness does not accumulate.

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas What is a woman in the life of a man? She is everything and nothing. She is present in every thought and every dream, though her presence can hardly be seen. The woman in a man’s life id barely felt, and seldom acknowledged.

48"x 36" Oil on canvas Where do you belong? Do you belong in the places you’ve already been? Or the places you’ve only dreamt of? You hear whispers in your ears. They travel from ear to ear. You sit frozen, letting the current take you along. One day, you may land to the place where you belong.

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas As we await the birth of our child, we are both scared and excited, at the same time. We dream of happiness. We entertain our greatest fears. As we await for the birth of our child, we see things in ourselves. Things that were hidden before. We look at ourselves from a different angle. We pray for forgiveness. We forgive each other.

48"x 36" Oil on canvas

48"x 36" Oil on canvas