We are just a generation of children. Although we have resolved the famine and the need for shelter and ascended directly to a well-placed life, communist ideals were lost in spirit. It looks like individual dreams are too far away, because some thoughts are just too chaotic. I currently have two different works: a work deals with the self-internalized feeling and the need for light: quiet ly, I walk along a lonely path – without beginning, without end. The night is quiet, dark and causes confusion. Gradually I get an interest in this night light, which seems quite colorful apart from the normal and is filled with the infinite, the probable, the confused. We live in such a dynamic, information-rich, inflation-influenced, individual wasted time. Due to the rapid development of time, one often feels mentally ill, the air in this tense world is filled with our own insecurity.
My other work: The subject has changed a lot, but to some extent it can be said that it is at a stretch ingenuity stage where people live under silence and often hide their fear. I started to create some magnificent scenes; the attention was only on self-esteem. These ailing, provocative, cruelly violent scenes often touch and shake me. All these scenes make me take risks on the paintings. My work is emotional, I like these effects, which are more fake than the true, or truer than the false, in a performing way. I like this thing between real and fake. This process for the work can be described as cheerful or twisted. I believe that every artist has real experiences that feel like another love, today and forever.