BRUSHSTROKES, SPLASHES, AND STAINS
From the Studio Floor to Land, Sea, and Air
BRUSHTROKES
In both art and life, brushstrokes often begin with intention. They’re deliberate — bold, delicate, precise, wild. Each stroke carries direction, purpose, and sometimes, the power to shift everything. A single mark can open a new path, reveal a new image, or change the entire energy of a piece.
But not every brushstroke is planned. Some come out of impulse — fast, chaotic, free of control. And just like life, these moments can surprise us. Sometimes they lead to breakthroughs. Sometimes, they become what we call “happy accidents.” Other times, they become stains — hard to remove, impossible to ignore, redirecting the journey in a way we never saw coming.
SPLASHES
Then there are splashes. Splashes are what happens when something bigger than us makes contact — when the world shakes and we’re standing close enough to get hit. You don’t choose a splash. It chooses you. But we do choose how we respond.
In my recent series Alchimia and Splash, I took these uninvited moments — my personal splashes — and turned them into gold. It’s not about perfection. It’s about what we do with what happens. Mistakes, interruptions, chaos — these are raw materials for transformation.
CONTROLLED CHAOS
Metalic CANVAS AND PAINT
110 X 395 CM
YEAR 2022
LONDON ART STUDIO
STAINS
Stains, though, are different. In painting, a stain can be spontaneous and beautiful. In life, it often carries weight — a negative mark left behind by something we didn’t see coming. If ignored, stains can become permanent. But if faced creatively, they become stories. Lessons. Evidence that we endured something, learned something, and kept going.
Controlled Chaos
Over the years, I’ve realized my artistic process mirrors life more than I ever expected. The brushstrokes, the splashes, the stains — they all carry truth. You try to control the outcome, but you never really know where it’ll land.They mirror what it means to be human. You try to control it. You try to get it “right.” And sometimes, you fail. But once in a while, through the chaos, something rare emerges. A piece that holds pain, precision, and poetry all at once. And only you know what it took to get there.
