We choose to express our personality in many different ways. Some people use jewelry and other accessories to express their style (read Ada’s latest post “Jewelry Styles for Music Festivals”), some use clothes, others use words or music, I use art. Each painting, sculpture, photograph, video I own tells a story about me in a way I’m incapable of sharing otherwise. If you want to know who I am, all you need to do is to look at what is hung on my walls. For me, this is the beauty of art.
Here are some pieces of my collection and what they say about me.
In Michaela Spiegel’s painting I see darkness, sensuality and sexuality.
In Dana Hoey‘s photograph I see energy, youth and freshness.
In Mounir Fatmi’s drawing I see religion and life and death in an operating room.
In Rita Natarova’s paintings I see my obsession for the human body, I feel I can touch and smell it piece by piece.
In Janet Biggs’ photograph I feel the power I used to feel while horseback riding.
In Andrea Mastrovito’s painting I see my fear of being ordinary.
In Abdul Rahman Katanani’s tree I see hope and defiance.
In Eli Stertz’s picture I see loneliness.
In Robert Montgomery’s fire poems I see the freedom in love and the fear of being captured.
In Ornela Vorpsi’s drawings I can feel myself in my husband’s arms and I see my need of physical contact.
In Mat Collishaw’s superpositions I feel the beauty that can be found in violence.
In Conrad Bakker’s painting I feel my anxiety to be lost in our society.
In Elke Krystufek‘s photograph I see positivity and enthusiasm.