The viewer creates the reality, the meaning, the conception of the piece. I am merely a middleman trying to bring ideas together. It seems that artists are never ready to die. Their lives are stopped before their ideas are completed. Matisse making new discoveries up until the time he could hardly se, using scissors, creating ideas that sparked new ideas until death interrupted.
Every true artist leaves unresolved statements, interrupted searches.
I hope I am not in vain in thinking that I may be exploring possibilities that artists like Stuart Davis, Jackson Pollock, Jean Dubuffet and Pierre Alechinsky have initiated but did not resolve. Their ideas are living ideas. They cannot be resolved, only explored deeper and deeper. I find comfort in the knowledge that they were on a similar search. In some sense, I am not alone.