the effes signature: THE SOUL IN MY EYE (BEHIND THE CANVASS)

13 September, 2014//:

@Ten, Klein, here and now, signing on...

For the past weeks, I have been in high emotions with everything that is happening in my life. My patience and tenacity really is being tested, and this time, I want to remain quiet for I always would remind myself that only his very words and their corresponding effect will hurt a man come soon. Then, just so to divert my attention, I decided to go back to my childhood love. PAINTING. Before designing those architecture stuffs or anything that has never been seen, I would love to do portraits of anything that I usually see. Before I get into creating, I was once a patron of many creations, divine or human it may be. But I started to realize to pursue arts and painting lately as I get even more exposed to others’ works as most of my interior projects would, more often than not, suggest piece/s to glitter my interior’s spark.

In painting, I would perhaps label my style and preference as, technically if there is such, minimalism. A single object to me would translate thousands of stories to tell. Just like an MMK title. =) So for my first object to paint about, I can’t think of any better option than this.

“The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.”

-St. Jerome

EYES. There is nothing in this world that could best define me than my eyes. As Samuel Richardson would describe it, “Where words are restrained, the eyes often talk a great deal”. In my renewal to another great love, I would like to say as much but my canvass has its dimensions, my paint has its color range, my brush has its number of stokes. Limited. I can only express as much. With this thought, I knew I could extend my expression through this EYE. This very eye. I do not claim that this portray my own. I am not sure if it looks exactly as mine, but one thing I am confident is that this eye has my soul.

Just as mentioned above, I have my stirred emotions in the moment I did this artwork. In doing this I would have spot of thought of Stanislaw Jerzy Lec’s quote: “Not because it is dark and our eyes cannot see anything, there really something that exist. You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories.” I, like anyone in this world, am hurt in one or two aspects of my life. So to deal with it, I would rather ignore this and try to look at other aspects so I can still root a trace of happiness in my coming days. Yet there is just a question with me now, do we really move forward if we just try to forget our pain without settling them? Are we really ready to move ahead when things has not been forgiven yet? Or that is just really how it is? I know I am making a deep blunt sense. But whatever it is that bothers me, I am calmed as I have poured my feelings in the artwork and surprisingly, after I finished it, I agreed to Marcel Proust in his quote of: “The only real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.”

“Sometimes you can't see yourself clearly until you see yourself through the eyes of others.”

- Ellen DeGeneres

We live in a wonderful world that is full of beauty, charm and adventure. There is no end to the adventures that we can have if only we seek them with our eyes open. Since we cannot change reality, let us change the eyes which see reality. Similar to Macklemore & Lewis line, “Change the game, don’t let the game change you.” Sometimes things may not go smoothly on our way. Then we might opt to try other approach. Let us not lose a sight of our dream, of our happiness, of our success. Just as I hold on to this renewed love that is something of great colors to me. I do not lose track from believing that this first painting is in any form an art. I hope you appreciate it. J