I am not longer an artist, I have become a work of art!
Realizing the impossibility of separating the painting evolution from the inner movement of the soul, the artist annihilates the distance between herself and her creation.
The theme of this exhibition is a metamorphosis, where SHOLA transcends being an artist and becomes herself a work of art, in an utter absolute oneness with the object of craft. The constant search of technical evolution, swinging from the discipline of the gesture to the fluidity of the pictorial act, seals the unity of the process.
So the artist unveils things that are veiled and the destruction of outer layers occurs.
“What happens when we no longer seek 'what happens'?”
...In this inner landscape the dominant color is gold, which in my work represents the divine, the sacred, an ever present mystery – the unexpected that breaks out and pulls us towards unknown, unpredictable paths… And this mystery unites us all, regardless of faith and dogma… It is the unknowable mystery of life that makes us one, beyond our differences…
Birds As A Spiritual Symbol of The Divine
...I see Birds as a Spiritual Symbol of the Divine. For their connection to the sky, they have been thought of as a supernatural link between the heavens and the earth...
They are good omens, the sign that we are in the right direction...
“We can describe gravity as the basic law that governs the reign of matter: from the tiniest dewdrop to the highest star, including humans and other living beings, nothing and no one can avoid it, we are all continuously “falling”. This observation has been part of my work and has driven the way I pour colors onto the canvas, especially gold that represents the divine... at the beginning I was playing with it, giving it a direction, a meaning and a draw: I could really shape the divine the way I wanted. A major loss in my life brought me face to face with the unavoidable, that which goes beyond our will and our likes... That changed my whole approach, I felt I had to let color fall... no interference on my side, just a watchful presence, an acceptance, allowing the divine to drop onto the surface the way it did: that was just the right place... In that reality I was no longer painting, I was simply a tool in the hands of existence, watching the divine fall into space the way it wanted... In that surrender a new freedom arises. It is something of the inner that transcends the unavoidable, the necessity of the laws of nature, gravity... In that freedom celebration is possible, celebrating each gilded moment, pointing at the gravity of the present moment, recognizing the moment, feeling the inherent reality of each moment captured in gold, the most precious of colors. In a way letting to gravity the role of dripping gold enhances colors, underlines colors, counter-points colors, pulls them together, allows them to glow more vividly , making each color richer and more precious. That’s the secret of gold.”