The Initial Concept
You can say that when I started painting each piece, I have no idea what it’s going to look like. Even if I do, I cannot really visualize how I will complete painting it. Right in the middle of the action, I’m surely going to be painting something else. Maybe it’s the texture of the paint or the colours on the canvas that somehow changes the direction for me. Not that I’m complaining but somehow I thought I suppose to be in charge in painting where now it is the opposite, and wave is the thought that ever leave my mind.
Not till recently that I got back from my travel at Jeju Island in Korea, my love for the sea wave have been a constant haunting or shall I say my heart is longing for my return to this beautiful island. Standing at the shore looking out to that infinite black sea. It is a unique experience. I have a strange feeling that this affair of the sea will occupy my life.
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Thoughts About The Wave
It became clear to me that the sea wave has such impact in my work. In the name of the sea, like a voice calling out, that bold movement swelling to engulf each other. It is wild and at the same time elegant. It arises question like where it’s going or coming? We cannot say its lifeless, without goal. The power in the moment when storm is about to unleash in the name of mother nature, you can sense the end is almost near, merciless as it is, yet it gave so much to us to sustain our life. The abundant of life it supports and yet it destroys so many we built. The ironic of life like fire, it can serve yet can devour what is precious to us.
In extension to the perspective of chaos, it is beauty to be painted over, what is beyond our familiar shore where beautiful creature’s existence challenges our ability to imagine and our faith in conventional wisdom. It is so new to us yet older than any of us. Looking out the window of my memories, something about its mystery that captivated me so much that inspired me to paint it like how I feel about it, almost like a mad man. Strange as it may sound, it is true. There was frustration mingle with happy creation to arrive at the final version of the painting. Almost exhausted but delighted to have complete it.
Maybe painting is also meant to explore our inner self, where in our waking hours have fail to decipher the message resonating deep within our heart. Painting can be a conduit connecting to the truth within us. As for the rest of the mystery, I leave it to you while I search for another message that is within.