Tag: An Abstract Story

On the Rocks

Last weekend, we spent a relaxed weekend with friends (and kids) in a beautiful masia on the outskirts of Llagostera. Sent the kids up to their huge room for a pyjama party and the adults finally got some time to ourselves. Whilst we chatted and debated, I sometimes stopped and just looked around. And then started taking these photographs of people’s drinks. I loved the mood they set, I hope you like them.

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The Aura

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the Universe Within

Pause. Feel connected. Reach out.

I’ve been feeling grounded recently. It feels good. It feels natural. I feel more aware of myself, my faults, other people’s faults. It’s ok. With perspective it’s understandable. From a distance it’s not painful. It’s the way we are wired. It’s ok.

I was eating a tangerine whilst speaking to my daughter. I like the stem, it looks like roots. The tangerine peel then evolved to this.. This is where I am just now.

Meditation. Inspiration. Self.

A few days ago I had a couple of hours to myself, free from kids, free from obligations. I didn’t have to react to anything, I could act on whatever I wanted.

I took a long hot shower, listened to Chopin and just relaxed. I wanted to save this moment, so I took a photo of myself just out of the shower in a bathroom steaming with ideas. A portrait to help ground me in future situations.

In the end, the photo I presented looks like this…

The Rain

I love it when it rains.

Outside, all sounds are muted, all looks grey, everybody seems to be dressed in black.

Inside, I’m floating inside my little bubble. I can smell the rain, feel the rain, I am the rain. I am melancholic, I’m grey, no masks on, I’m clean, I’m alive.

The rain leaves, the kids wake up, people wear colour, the city is noisy. All I have left are little, beautiful drops of what was. My delicate bubble, a diamond.

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The Bottle

There was a bottle.

A bottle that contained a special smell.

A few minutes ago the bottle broke.

The smell has gone.

The bottle belonged to my father.

He too has gone.

He has gone to the sea, the bottle is in the bin.

I am here.

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On Inspiration (series)

Inspiration I: a Balloon of Gold Dust, Perfume and Glitter

This has probably been my best week in a very long time… I had a lovely catch up with fellow artist / personal inspiration Rebecca Lyne, then had another great talk with another amazing artist Ely Daou and finished off the week by going to Swab, Barcelona’s internacional contemporary art fair.

After speaking to Ely I explained that I felt inspired like a balloon full of gold dust, perfume and glitter. This feeling stayed with me all weekend and now I’ve got something to show…

Inspiration II: Opulent, Musty and Magical

I have decided to make a three part series on this theme with this piece being the second.
The colours used are meant to represent the richness, sensuality and intimacy one feels when feeling inspired. There’s a whole universe spreading out from the seed of one ephemeral, fertile and opulent thought.

Inspiration III: The Butterflies Within

This is the final photo from the Inspiration series of photos. It’s called The Butterflies Within which is self explanatory really. I just hope to keep the inspiration on fire for as long as possible to fuel my many upcoming personal and artistic projects :)

Synonyms: animated, aroused, eager, enthusiastic, excited, impassioned, juiced up, passionate, stirred up, excited, aroused, awakened, beside oneself, charged, delighted, feverish, fired up, high, inspired, juiced up, keyed up, moved, on fire, passionate, pumped, stimulated.

Conclusion – New Life

First I was melancholic, then I was sad, then I found some way to express myself. I was baffled as I didn’t understand what I was up to. I called the pieces Untitled and moved on. Making the pieces made me feel in tune with myself and I got inspired and my energy came back. I thought about my father lots and sometimes got melancholic again, but not for long. Most of it had passed. Then I realized that the anniversary of my father’s death was approaching and this is what had probably triggered off these experiences. Now I understand and accept giving me a sense of peace. After Coming out of the Dark, I can now conclude with Conclusion – New Life. It does not cut off from my previous experiences but it is a coming together and closing the circle thus starting a new chapter.

In my visual language, darkness is not something to be scared about, or something to stay away from. Darkness can be comforting, it is an unknown, but a comfortable or even friendly unknown and this is shown in the warm and rich hues it which it is embedded.

Coming out of the Dark

In this picture, Coming out of the Dark refers to an understanding of this darkness, what it represents (my melancholy triggered by my father’s passing away) and an acceptance. This understanding and acceptance allows me move on whilst carrying these emotions with me.

Ode to a loved soul

I can feel your energy

My father was my mentor, the one who really shaped my perspective about life, love and all things abstract.

He was also a friend who whom I could debate and learn from life’s many lessons. He’s given me ambition, thought me how to think out of the box and follow my intuition and dreams, no matter what.

He also thought me to know what I want in life, so that if it comes across my path, I will recognize it.
I miss him deeply, but I also know that he is always with me, sometimes by my side, and at other times checking on me and my family from far away. These photos represent just this. The energies of a loved one close by, felt by my soul, yet invisible to my eyes.

“I know you’re here”

“Warmth”

The second year of my father’s passing away is fast approaching. This is bringing a whole new set on unknown emotions to the surface which I am trying to process. Am I feeling melancholic? Am I at peace with his death? I know that I miss him and try to fit his presence in my everyday life, however I still catch myself crying every now and again, especially if I come across a photo of his that I hadn’t seen before, or if a movie or a story reminds me of him, his greatness or his sickness. Will this ever heal? Do I want it to? Will I forget him? This thought terrifies me….

Connecting Energies

This photo is called “connection” as through it I feel as though I can somehow connect to my late father.

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