Kyma: The Tremor in the Soul Given Form

Kyma (48"x48")

There are moments when the brush feels less like an extension of my hand and more like a direct conduit to my very essence, a tremor in the soul given form. This is how it felt to birth 'Kyma'.

When I began, I wasn't thinking of a final image, but of a sensation. The expansive, soft blues that wash over the canvas were the first breath, a deep sigh of calm I desperately sought. I remember layering those lighter shades, feeling the peace of a vast, open sky, or the tranquil surface of the ocean on a clear day. Then, the deeper blues and purples began to emerge, dripping downwards, pulling at the lightness. As I let those heavier strokes fall, I was acknowledging the beautiful weight of existence, the undertows of thought and feeling that reside beneath any placid surface.

The white forms that dance and swirl across 'Kyma' were born from an impulse to capture movement, a continuous, unbroken line of consciousness. With each looping curve, each gentle arc, I was tracing the paths of my own experiences – moments of clarity, fleeting joys, and the quiet resilience that connects them all. These aren't solid forms; they are the echoes of energy, the visual representation of thought patterns and emotions in flux.

Then came the bursts of color, almost like sudden revelations. The vibrant greens, the fiery oranges, the playful pink lines – these were moments of pure, unadulterated joy and spontaneity. When I drew those slender, squiggly pink lines, I felt an electric surge, a playful whisper against the deeper currents. And the sharp, almost jagged orange elements? They were the unexpected sparks, the small moments of surprise and challenge that invigorate life. Each stroke was a choice, a declaration of a feeling in that exact instant.

The title, 'Kyma', means 'wave' in Greek, and for me, it encapsulates so much of my journey, both in life and in art. My existence, like everyone's, is a constant succession of waves – some gentle and rhythmic, some crashing with furious energy, others subtle ripples barely perceptible. 'Kyma' is my attempt to capture this ceaseless motion, this beautiful, often chaotic, rhythm of being. It's not just a wave on the surface, but the profound, resonant vibration that runs through everything. It's the ebb and flow of inspiration, the rising and falling of emotions, the constant reshaping of who I am.

In laying down these colors, these lines, I wasn't depicting a scene; I was immersing myself in the very act of feeling, of experiencing the wave of life as it unfolds. And as I stepped back, 'Kyma' shimmered, a testament to that powerful, undulating current.