The title I have chosen for this piece, ‘Paper over Cracks’ , makes reference to secrets that always end up emerging and exposing themselves to the outside world no matter how many layers of papers one tries to put over the cracks to avoid facing the truth.
At the time, I projected the commonly known fear of the uninspired artist’s blank canvas onto the bare and cold wall of my studio. I soon came up with an absurd scenario where the dead white wall would suddenly become alive and fertile. Spheres of all sizes growing inside the skin of the wall, the way ideas grow in the artist’s mind. Soon enough the built up tension becomes visible to the eye. The wall is now like a fully pregnant abdomen waiting for its incision. In one sharp and concise surgical gesture, I slit the multiple layers of fabric and paper open, like the multiple layers of the skin, with the feeling of revealing and releasing a tension, letting the inner and the outer world meet.