The freedom that lays in the room that the night opened, 2023
Oil on canvas
I choose to mention one of Paul Celans later poems: (Die Posaunenstelle) “the trumpet part deep in the glowing lacuna at lamp height in the time hole: listen your way in with your mouth.” Lacuna, latin for “hole, pit,” “blank or missing portion in a manuscript.”
Much of my process is of matter to this Lacuna. A search for what might arise as deep and glowing correspond with the practice of having to dig myself deep down in order to hear my own thoughts and to feel the ideas from within.
Exhibited in the Bachelor exhibition in Kuva Tila, University of fine arts, Helsinki, 2023.