As I started including my paintings on my blog, I began to write, as though I would in a Diary. About why I painted about religion and religious architecture from the past and present. I quess it comes from my interest in the World War I and II.... and my parents concern about the people they left behind in Poland. What it was like for me to be a first generation Jew in New York, in America. How I felt about the difference between spirituality and religion. How I was not particularly observant, but the Jewish religion was in my identity... sort of in my blood. I don't even know why I seem to paint about the Jewish religion. It's all a mystery to me. But I believe there are certain things in the life that one cannot answer. They are just there. I even have to deal with my admiration for Christ, as well as my love for Hasheim. And that most of all, deep inside I really only believe in a higher power. Could be universal truth. Or it could just be my thirst for knowledge in general. I do not know. I invite you to go on the journey with me. The only thing I am positive of is that most of my truth comes from any early age, and the story my parents told me.
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