The mushrooms grow and have the same taste everywhere, yet, while moving from country to country, the approach to the gathering of the Edible Boletus differs greatly. The Lithuanians and I in the concrete love the mushrooming – the wandering around the woods, but it‘s otherwise in Sweden or Germany – many “gather” the delicious “wood-bread” only in the shops.
The same relate to the fine arts. The colors please each eye, yet radiate the different message – the same image means different things in different countries. In spite of everything, we continue to muse about the global impact of the fine arts on our cultures.
Is that not the ABC of self-deception?
Yes, I like to paint, but what does that mean? How to relate my emotions to the current world events?
Do you know the picture that changed though some in our daily living needs?
I also do not know, yet I am still creating my visual stories.