The path from heart to heart, the link between the closest homes, which we build here on earth and those, which we imagine, turning our gazes to the heavens. The eternal flow, which drives the life blood along invisible capillaries to the incomprehensible sea of the universe, maintaining the living pulse. How I desire to touch that, the real, not the synthetic and that without the symptoms of arrhythmia. Each of us has the wish to build something stable and mighty within ourselves. The wish to fly also resides in each of us. The skill to make even, to balance our lives so that the flight through art doesn’t tear us away to the heights and doesn’t overshadow our relations with people – that is the greatest art.
The dominating image of the work of recent years– the figure of a human on a stem, symbolizing vacillation filled human nature; who can hang on, maintaining peace of mind and a balanced soul, is not easy, but such an opportunity is given to each. Vertical lines, which can remind of both fishing rods thrown into incomprehensible horizons, as well as of peculiar antennas, which form a link between Earth and Heaven, between the past and the future, between life and death, illusion and reality, attesting to the state of feelings before the “Great One”, the “Unknown One”.
Trust in the etching technique, which opens the way to “pass through” innumerable plates, which requires a heavy, but captivating work process, strengthens a determined aspiration for harmony and connection with and around oneself. With the years the “conquered” number of plates in my life increases, they accrue in the wings of the past. Behind me – a field of zinc plates and platelets, like a protective metal shield with stained symbols of time, each of which preserves its moment of truth. The etching with its rules, laws and whims, like a path to self-discovery, beginning with the visualization of an idea and continuing, crossing the boundaries of the plate. This is a form of art, where the unseen thinks for a long time before revealing itself.
I would like to say: I live in a plate, attempting to convince myself and others that it really isn’t a plate... /Nele Zirnīte/
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