The little gap
between the parts
that keeps it together
I was 17 years old, standing in the forest of the Hungarian village called Bánk, participating in my first tai-chi lesson lead by Havasi András. I knew nothing much consciously about how this world worked, however have been obviously aware some of it just only by the fact of being alive.
So… was standing there with a small group of also first time practitioners and clearly remembering the moment when I felt and recognised the tension between my two palms facing each other. Could roll this tension around, lift it up, play with it by pressing it and breathing in a way that this newly experienced force between my hands was warming up and growing stronger. Just as if it was a ball in my hands. It was fun, fascinating and somewhat magical. Did not see anything yet it was present. If you have not experienced it, I recommend you to try it. Look up “how to feel the chi between the palms.
Life went on with this new learning.
I believe that my paintings are visual manifestations of the energy-world around. I work with simple, stripped symbols that offer themselves to represent stories of your energy-world.
Many of my, as I call them ‘hieroglyphs’ are fabric of marks: parallel lines, dotted fields, concentric circles and also various repeating symbols. Nothing ever is alone, nothing stands on its own. They have relationships. Yet, they must have visually, therefore physically too a little gap inbetween them. A certain aura that keeps the fabric tight yet the building elements remain recognisable also individually. But alone they would be nothing like that.
physicists perhaps have their own views about this question, however:
as we are watching the fabric of lines forming from slowly flowing ink, we may give a thought to the fact that the ink, the paper, the pen and the hand that is holding the pen are all built physically, as we know today, the same way as those lines are drawn: their atoms, molecules, cells, building elements are not touching each other but held together by the cohesive force. They each exist next to another one and together they form a texture, a volume, a pattern. What else do they form together?
I like to think that this cohesive force is somewhat the one that we feel between our hands.
