Looking back I should have gone to the Art Academy or something like that. I don’t know if I would have been any good, but I’ve always felt that if I would have been challenged in a constructive way I could have surprised myself. Sometimes I reminisce and dream of the old forgotten days when you started as an apprentice and slowly but surely learned the trade in that way. I’ve always wanted to work with my hands but at the same time I’m really typically a thinker. This is why I so much respect artists and creatives. The work by Femmy Otten (1981) is really intriguing, I like her use of colors (soft pastel) and her three dimensional work. She makes murals and installations that are reminiscent of myths and has a definite connection to the classical fresco’s. She has an impressive art resume and has been making her mark in the international art world. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have such talent and to maybe someday hang in a museum with your work? To have your art as a legacy? So it can continue to speak after you yourself have gone.
The following text can be found on the website of the Royal Academy of Arts where she is an artist in residence, it explains something of her motives. I think it’s beautiful.
Tying laces together, licking out love.
When it gets too warm to stay human.
My concentration floats endlessly over, under and through the image,
but mostly slips away.
A scenography of waiting.
Standing in my studio, my right arm stretched towards the canvas,
it crawls up along my shoulder.
Then, when I’m no longer apprehensive,
it will appear out of thin air.”