Irony of life

I’m painting because I want to change the established form, I hate the rules, I hate the usual adopted order ! I’m painting because I want to change the flows ! I’m painting because life is not birth, growth, and death ! Life is to achieve purpose in this world! Painting is my purpose ! I’m painting because I love it ! To love your own purpose means to love my self. I’m painting because I am an egoistic being. I’m painting because I can not escape from the form of nature of selfishness. Love to your own purpose is the most sincere love. I’m painting because I hate existence because of existence. People like to exist to do exist. Existe and not live no purpose. Every picture is part of me. It contains my thoughts, my feelings, my desires. All my former life and thoughts are assembled in each picture. Pictures over time become richer with each new experience in life. Every picture is my conscious and unconscious me. With a picture express my self at all. The picture says more than words. The words hide. Like every man is a special and unique, so every picture which the artist creates is also special and unique. Picture is a state of mind the artist himself at the time of creation. She's a trace and a seal. I’m painting what I see, what I feel and compassion with others. I paint illness, accidents, wars, suffering, reality cruel without beautification, life on the Earth as I see it. Life is a constant struggle. I use dark tones because the life is something far away from light. Real happiness does not exist in life on earth in this body. We are souls trapped in our bodies. The body restrict us. Real happiness can only be felt when the soul fulfills its task in the body on the ground and leaves it. Only after separation from the body of the soul becomes free and omnipotent. I’m painting the struggle of the soul with the body that belongs to it to other people as well. My characters in the pictures are stronger than themselves, they fight, but whatever the hardships they pass, they rise above the body pain, above the suffering they have faced in their lives. I’m painting egoistich world. Egoism is an integral part of the nature of all living beings, he is in ewerithing and nobody can escape from that, integral part fighting for survival. People crye when someone close to them go away from this physical world and celebrate when it came to him. This is one of the things that points on the egoist human nature. No one in this world will not say that he is completely happy, however people are happy when somebody is born, and turn head away from death- because she is a something strange, entering to something new. People celebrate the new bondage of the soul and complains about the person who has left her physical body. They complain because departure of a person from a physical body leaves void, there is no more physically present person whom they talked, lived, who was there to fill their time and needs, which they loved because of their needs. That's nature selfishness and love. We love because our subject of love is usefull. I paint because painting is freedom and purpose.