27th of July 2017. Ibiza.
Walking from the studio to town (San Antonio) and back.
Listening to Robert Rich. Filaments. Majorana.
My attention goes along the horizontal lines drawing me towards the horizon line the sea marks.
There are layers. The layer of the hill marking the start of my box of reality.
Next layer is white and grey, all along the layer of the sea, over the line of the horizon. This layer is aggressive and harsh, looks like a skin wounds, hives damaging the natural soft layers.
When I got back to the studio and wrote this (and a few more elements that have already been mentioned in other walks), and realised the contrast I had felt between walking in the city in Vienna and the Town in San Antonio. Both are urban areas, but each spoke to me in a very different way. I was seeing each window in Vienna as an eye or a new world to discover. Here I was perceiving an aggressiveness that surprised me. Here I was seeing monsters.
I worked on the piece after writing all my experiences in my notebook. I had ideas come to my mind constantly while I just observed them but didn´t follow them up, kept working on details that don´t reveal anything to try to lead myself to abstractness. Listening to music.
After lunch I worked on the blue base one and worked more on the tree. I got some ideas on how I´ll work.
The blue intricate base is asking for lots of detail and work. I kept seeing faces in all the shapes. All kinds of weird animals and beings. After the pressure in the morning of pushing myself further into the abstract, I let myself just indulge in playfulness and just follow this easy task of illustrating all the faces I could see.
