Symona Colina
A painting is like a window in a blind wall "NOW" ...is that moment in which we fall into the deep end. Holding a line of love and life in the palm of our hand. As an artist, a visual artist I hold the brushes in a steady drumbeat to the canvas. Touching the canvas, as lovers do. Tumbling and falling into the never-ending profound blues ahead... following the burning desire to be united with the rainbow coloured tunes carried by the wind. Songs of Freedom, songs of Ice and Fire... Songs to See... I hold the horizon onto the tip of the brush, seeking brightness in the shades of life. As an artist, a visual artist I read between the lines of perspective opening heart and mind to the boundaries of consciousness and perception. Slipping through the doors of perception where time vanishes, finding a deeper awareness of the world and our place within it. To see what cannot be heard... A painting, a window in a blind wall. A painting, a whisper in the wind. A Door of Perception. There's no message in the empty bottle laid aside; wise words are spilled all over... "Doors of Perception", where songs of Freedom and songs of Ice and Fire are whispers of the wind... A gentle breeze to an open heart and mind reaching out for the boundaries of consciousness and perception ...
Doors of Perception - 80x90 - Oil on Canvas - 2025
