Creation

Creating, or Unleashing the Battle

(No, not at San Romano, but above the present moment.)

I search for meaning, asking why, when, how.

Where is that line I am looking for?

I am in a constant struggle with myself,

constantly turning back against myself,

constantly battling with what I do,

constantly fighting for what I do,

and I will always fight for it -

everything within me.

I am in colour, observation, being.

I do not perceive,

absorbed by a vast awareness of space,

by the weight of an idea

and the question of the medium.

“Is this process the foundation,

and only then the painting?”

While painting, caught in the cycle of the here and now,

––––– it is as if I did not exist.

And then, suddenly, I did.

Almost like a detail of a cut of light falling across a doormat,

the EYE and the SURROUNDING phenomena of the church,

seen from a bird’s-eye view,

dissolve just as they do in the paintings of J. Š.

I speak through the centre of time -

split between the past,

with its extensions reaching into the future,

and the here and now.

I think of connection,

of harmony and the breaking apart of relationships

within painting,

and at the same time

within my own life.

Hana Černá