Green is having a bath, 2021
acrylic and tempera on canvas
As the brush dips into the acrylic paint resting on a repurposed porcelain plate, the canvas can’t wait to hit the paint. The Light Blue Sky has already warmed the walls of the bathroom with the help of neon yellow towels. Quietly hanging on the wall, they watch everything tensely while the bath is ready. The underwear is thrown on the floor, the water isn’t still but splashing all over the bathroom while green is seducing its other shades. The brush strokes are fluid, they become independent actors. Their desire is sprayed through a douche, just asa painter sprays water around a painting with a brush. The painting is damp, as is the act of love, as well as the canvas on which it is being worked. Just as children are created from love, so new shades are created from brushstrokes. Emerald green discovers love through longing shades of green. The bath can begin. Lay on my brushstrokes. Even if I’m lying, the pleasure is true. A delicate lie, a delightful truth.