Maps have special meaning to me. They show me where I've been, and where I've yet to explore. They are the visual layout of a place, its veins and arteries. They are also a symbol, because one cannot really trace on paper what is made of life, movement, chaos and feeling. It is the same with art
The paintings I'll be sharing this week are part of a series I began several years ago, where I use the pages of an Atlas from the 1950’s as a canvas.