Oil on canvas
36" x 48" x 1" unframed
This painting was inspired by seaweed on shores of Iceland. Every morning I braved the jagged shore in search of new textures spitted out by the ocean, and invariably was fascinated by the complexity of the rusty-colored knots of seaweed, glossing on the faint sun like countless rolls of new film. It was so glossy it reflected the sky and appeared blue. I thought how, like so many other experiences, it existed in the fleeting moment impossible to prolong or claim, how taking it out of context and trying to preserve it would never be the same, how the shimmering would faint and it will become dried-brown and stiff. Instead I made sketches, took photos and tried to hold onto that feeling of luminescence and outofthiswoldliness.