Roberto CARADONNA
Caradonna on Caradonna (2004)
I have always wanted to talk to people about people. My work acts as a metaphorical mirror, a painting where you
can see revealed, or discover, a part of yourself. Sometimes it can be beautiful, sometimes ugly or even painful - all
the varied facets of ourselves. Since 1990 my work has matured and ripened - whereas I previously worked with
dark or earthy colour tones, I now choose to work with vivid colours while endeavouring ever more to present the
'essence'. During the actual 'painting' a moment arises where the artist no longer decides but simply does as he is.
Ik heb altijd tot nu aan toe met mensen over mensen willen vertellen. Mijn kunstuiting funktioneert hierin als een
metaforische spiegel - een schilderij waar je als mens een deel van jezelf in kunt tegenkomen, zien of ontdekken.
De ene keer kan dat mooi zijn, de volgende keer misschien lelijk of misschien wel pijnlijk - alle aspekten die we in
ons dragen. Mijn werk is sinds 1990 vooral gerijpt en gegroeid - waar ik voorheen vooral werkte met donkere of
aarde tinten gebruik ik nu meer heldere kleuren en probeer ik nog meer de essentie neer te zetten. Tijdens het
schilderen komt er een moment waarop je als kunstenaar niet meer beslist maar doet wat je bent.
Every journey, a real journey brings with it discomfort, changes
in what we call our everyday routine.
But said discomfort is accompanied by the joy of adventure, surprise.
This is my journey and, like an eternal odyssey, it does not let me go ashore
at the first piece of 'terra firma' I encounter.
This is not because
I cannot do so...but only because it does not interest me, it does not stimulate me,
it does not arouse my emotions.
The real journey, the interior journey,
That I never know where it will lead to, I never know where it will go,
what it will encounter, I do not know...
it starts in front of a white sheet.
Then this travelling of mine takes on a character, almost by magic
and I encounter and/or find a direction and I land there.
Is the place I encounter beautiful? Maybe not...but there is no turning back...
There on that blank sheet, I simply encountered, so as to speak, a mirror,
A metaphorical mirror which I look into, which I encounter myself in, which I see
myself in and there 'inside'
I am the one that is!
Then I leave behind everything in order to set off once more in search of a new dream,
a new adventure, towards a new discomfort...
The eternal odyssey remains eternal.
ETERNAL ODYSSEY
