Being at home in two languages, I am sensitive to different forms of expressing the same truths, experiences and emotions from distinct perspectives. Painting is just another way to translate. What is translation but a way to open up understanding of shared knowledge and realities to those who speak in a different tongue? What is painting but to do the same?
‘Unique’ and ‘universal’ appear to describe states at opposite ends of the spectrum. Yet, are they? Look at a flower, even just a tiny part of it. Look at a mountain, a birch tree, a stream. Look at one another. Do you see the reflection? The repetition? The interpretation? It is all an exciting drama! It is all significant! It is all authentic!