Behind the canvas
Holy Luncheon
is a big scale painting that was cut apart then assembled together again. Well it all started off with me going for a little trip for the winter, had in mind to paint in new locations and get my feet wet once in a while, while surfing. Had to figure it out how to get my canvas in my bag nicely and conveniently, so I decided to cut it in three. Canvas that was at first two meters high and five wide in one piece, was now striped into three separate five meter long linen fabric rolls that fitted quite easily in my travel bag. So when I put down my handsaw I felt pleased for I had been occupied thinking about suitcases and proper fit for a while now.
Flew over mountains and seas and landed in an Indonesian dream. It seems that the dream part for me is mostly the nature part. This time it was moisty and warm tropical island which was something new for me. The weather back on an home paradise island Hiiumaa was wet, cold and stormy, so it felt really nice to paint and warm my bones under the sun.
The process of painting in weird position started to kick in when I had been staying in Uluwatu for a month or so. And the feeling that this painting is taking a road movie style script within it, also gave me a lot of inspiration. Especially for my next projects that will include painting and filmmaking but this will be a story in the near future or so. Back in Bali our time with my dear Olivia started to come to an point where we had to hug the waves for the last time and pack our bags, for our journey continued into and within Portugal. The weird position style of painting also continued. By that time I had painted this piece in nature, small rooms and even smaller restrooms and had manage to reach somewhere in the middle of my painting rolls. Three times five equals fifteen so somewhere around sevenish.
Sevenish was the point where I started off in Portugal and ended the trip with a crash and a hospital ride, which was a hustle like the whole painting situation. So when I got back to my own paradise island Hiiumaa, I was pleased to finish the canvas in a decent-sized room, where I could paint on a wall like I’m used to. But when I assembled the painting back together I truly found out the real love for physically feeling the canvas. By that I mean, it seems I try to push myself into an direction where there would be even more spacy and intuitive feelings for the canvas as an roll of fabric itself.
TOYS
For along time I’ve had my thoughts twirling around the idea to make some sculpture or toy based characters or creatures. It has grown out from painting some denim jackets, clothes and surfboards. Probably in the future I’m going to stitch all my painted clothes together to make a canvas that has been worn out in some sense. It’s a work in progress for now, but back to the form holding creatures.
Recently I got my hands on to few old Soviet era metallic toys. Their quite sturdy, but they had this funny smell to them. I started to think that what this boy or girl was imagining while the toys were having a war in some kid created world. Well I think it was a blast for sure. I can tell that when I was a kid my grandmother took me to visit her sister and they had one big, green, mean truck which probably was also my first word. “BIG CAR” was also from Soviet days but in my mind it was better than any other toy or real car. I had a plan to escape within it.
So when I hold those metallic planes and tanks I got like an obligation to suck out the war and stagnate mind set what they were absorbed with. And turn them into what they were meant to be. After the makeover I needed to make a cat, cause it’s nice to have some company from the wise.
“Carrot Lunch”
“Gull Air”
“Air Dracul”
“Melting Cat”
Different phases
