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'Beyond the Horizon', by Bettina Madini

I tried to win prizes. I tried to paint what I thought people would like. People like jurors, judges, gallery owners, visitors, anybody. Then I found that people will never like what they cannot receive.... 

 

So then, what is art? Is it what somebody says art is? Is it what you see in museums? Or galleries? In magazines? And, does it stop there? It doesn't. To me it is the willingness to explore what is there, what is joyful to me, the rawness of allowing the unexpected to bring forth something that has never been, to show in the language of color my reality, the reality I know is possible, the beauty I perceive around me and to invite the viewer into that space so they can find what they know, what their colors are, what sinfonie they can sing with the earth. 

 

I chose to have my own back, to validate and acknowledge me. I stopped bending myself over backwards for approval. And dug deeper.... beneath the surface of this reality. And found that I'm really happy when I follow the flow of paints, breathe my being into the joyful canvas, dance with my brushes and go beyond the edge of expectations. 

 

This is where I live. More like a jazz composition that begins somewhere and ends somewhere, and in between any universe is possible, any giggle or explosion of stars or burst of volcano, with intersecting feather rivulets, anything.