Mirages
‘The endlessly anxious human is drawn to mirages, illusions that echo our deepest desires.’
In the warmth and protection of the womb, we received unconditional support. However, at birth, we are thrust into the world, immediately detached from that safety. As beings who were once part of something greater, we find ourselves in a state of separation. We continually seek something that can permanently connect us, a vessel that can hold our essence.
Tereza’s Dream series
2024
Oil on canvas
97 x 145 cm
In The Unbearable Lightness of Being, the womb that holds Tomas, becomes sharp, wielding the sharpest weapon against herself.
The mirage of love, which began as a warm feeling, strips her, Tereza, bare and makes her indistinguishable from the others. The murmuring songs and frivolous dances grow louder and more frenzied, consuming them all.
One cannot love another completely. Unlike assembling a chair, we cannot take someone apart piece by piece and make them entirely ours. Thus, we endlessly give to and worry about others, trapped in perpetual uncertainty.
“Loose Socks, Unexpected Goodbye”
2024
Oil on canvas
65 x 90 cm
”There were no socks. You must have been barefoot since you arrived." In that hurried moment, Tomas left Sabina’s place without even properly putting on his socks.
The disheveled state of his socks was a reflection of the unbearable lightness of being. A scene of a lover being caught cheating as the love wore two different socks one of them being a sock of the person who had an affair with.
Small things like this are clues to uncovering painful truths in our lives.
Check out your feet!
2024
Oil on canvas
72.7 x 50 cm
Have we ever truly examined our own feet? This act—and its outcome—embodies the unbearable lightness of being.
Gentle Engraving of My Name in the Sand
2023
Oil on canvas
145 x 97 cm
BLINK!, 2021, video clip, 00:50
Blink!
2022
single channel video, 00:58
I painted the dead tree with pink preservative. The unnatural pink was vivid—a color that could never exist in nature. The painted tree transformed into something entirely new, and I placed it back into the natural environment.
The tree now stands there, no longer defined by its former death but by the new life I have given it. It stands alongside other trees, as if it had always been a part of them, seamlessly blending in. I have intervened in this tree’s life.
This tree is now another life, created by both nature and me.