It does feel at times, that art is teasing me in the exact opposite direction from what life is trying to convince me to...
The waters of the river on which I am struggling to keep the direction of my boat are rough and not forgiving, but somehow I'm enjoying this roller coaster...
I even find it exciting standing on the deck and falling down,
As the whole boat plunges into the seemingly dark and endless...
And then up! Into the sky! Leaving everything beneath so far that I'd like to believe that it doesn't exist...
It's like if someone was singing a song... I surrender to its rhythm...
With my body, soul and art...
Again and again! ...
The beat goes on and on...
Again and again...
It feels so good to get smashed...
See my pieces washed up at the shore! ...
The river will take me and show me everything! ...
As a friend...
And I will surrender! ...
Different tunes that I have heard will talk to me again.. one day... looking at me from the marks on the canvas that I've created....
Looking over me...
Children of the river - not mine,
I was just a servant...

'Boat, River and Me' by Stan Gielewski, 2000