Art?

„Art, in itself, is an attempt to bring order out of chaos.“ ~ Stephen Sondheim

Art and I have a strange relationship. On one hand, researching artists and their work, while enjoying a coffee, is my favourite pastime. I remember it like was yesterday when I went to Tate Britain in London. I saw some great pieces of art could not help but think, “I don’t understand, I don’t understand, I don’t understand“. But perhaps it is not about understanding at all, but about what art does to us?

A dear friend is a thorough art nerd, and I mean that in the most endearing way. One day he asked me to join him to visit an exhibition so that he could expand on his collection. Later, we talked about our tour, during which he also showed me the pieces he was most interested in. The conversation was good until he said: “Oh Kat, you don’t understand.” Again, I felt I was intimidated by art, I had the feeling that one had to understand art in order to be able to deal with it.

Today I confidently stroll past the “I don’t understand’‘ pieces. I know that I do not have to understand everything, and I certainly do not have to like it all. Instead, there are paintings a few meters further on that excite me, “Oh, that’s beautiful!” Or I ask, “How does it work?” It is then, this very moment, that I allow myself to enter these colorful worlds. I think it is best described as a playground for one’s fantasy.

These journeys led me forget my everyday woes for a few minutes and let me experience something new. Similar to a dream in which you can fly and after which you still have that exhilarating feeling until noon when you realised that I have experienced something incredibly special. Something that was kind of weird. But weird in a good sense.

The painting above is a good example of intuitive art. I simply followed a feeling and emotions in a certain situation. The choice of colors came naturally to me. I do hope that you like it.

I cannot help but to recognise that art galleries are often in the most interesting buildings, mostly they are deserted, and you can find such inner peace. Someone once said to me that he compares museums to cathedrals, he was not wrong there.

Thank you.