Roots

I painted this series in a field of burnt bushes which had turned to carbon, and it was as if I were looking at three-dimensional drawings. How could I resist transferring them onto paper using my dear Indian ink?

These paintings began as burnt branches and over time, I ended up seeing them as roots. I guess that´s because I had started to feel rooted in my own life. Roots that usually grow downwards, can also grow upwards. One can become rooted in a place, in values, in a group, in oneself. There are many kinds of roots, why limit myself to only seeing them in only one way?

I painted this series in a field of burnt bushes which had turned to carbon, and it was as if I were looking at three-dimensional drawings. How could I resist transferring them onto paper using my dear Indian ink?

These paintings began as burnt branches and over time, I ended up seeing them as roots. I guess that´s because I had started to feel rooted in my own life. Roots that usually grow downwards, can also grow upwards. One can become rooted in a place, in values, in a group, in oneself. There are many kinds of roots, why limit myself to only seeing them in only one way?