Fishy box

Long long time ago a bought 6 small wooden boxes. But every time I run over them I just put them aside. At some point, I gave each one of them a color. And then, for a long long time I just looked at my empty colored small boxes. Till last weekend, when each color found it’s own story.

Today’s box is the fishy box. It was painted in blue, with a crackle glaze.  Is the fish inside us that swims in pure blue water, but he cannot speak. He cannot say anything even the words come up, it stops in a silent voice, cracking in waves. The happy fish.  Size: L =7.5 cm, H=4 cm.

        

My own seaside

I am curious about a lot of things. 
Because we create our own oceans. Our own sunrises and sunsets. Our own rocks. Our own sky and sun and clouds. 
And I was curious about my own ocean and sunset and waves and rocks.
Acryl painting on canvas
Size: 50 x 70 cm

 

The waves in the living room

It reveal itself. Brush after brush.

You are far away from the city. From the world. Sea. Serenity. In your living room. On the 5th floor.

And this was during the process. I wanted to give a soul to the wall, that was no longer just a wall.