Acrylic on canvas.

 

Following the concept of Magritte of the Surrealism movement, I imagine what was outside my window, just behind a building.

It's confusing, actually, no one can see. Imagination is personal and unique.

I represented a light blue sky and a bright green grass, semi-hidden by a window.

 

This image reminds of an Italian poetry, written by Giacomo Leopardi in 1819.

 

L'Infinito.

" Sempre caro mi fu quest’ermo colle,

e questa siepe, che da tanta parte

dell’ultimo orizzonte il guardo esclude.

Ma sedendo e mirando, interminati

spazi di là da quella, e sovrumani

silenzi, e profondissima quïete

io nel pensier mi fingo; ove per poco

il cor non si spaura. E come il vento

odo stormir tra queste piante, io quello

infinito silenzio a questa voce

vo comparando: e mi sovvien l’eterno,

e le morte stagioni, e la presente

e viva, e il suon di lei. Così tra questa

immensità s’annega il pensier mio:

e il naufragar m’è dolce in questo mare. "

 

The author looks and observes the environment in front of him, the landscape, the hill, the bush, the silence. This silence is long lasting and he's comparing the silence to a voice, where he sees the passing seasons, the present and the living one, and finally the eternity. In this huge silence, he's thoughts drown and is sweat to sink in the water. 

 

I feel like my painting is a similar representation to the environment Leopardi wants to show us, I don't know what outside that window, it seems a land. There's silence and because I can't see, I imagine what's there, thinking at life. I like looking at the painting, drowning my thoughts and sinking into my immagination. 

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AU$300.00Price

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