Silent conversations with my paintings

by Gosha Nagashima

for the exhibition
“Jisei - Self”

20.03 - 20.04.2010
Gallerie Zukunftslabor
Stuttgart, Germany

Exhibiting new paintings and poetry
"Jisei" panel of 6 works, 150x120cm, mixed media, 2010
Self
The forest is dressed in white.
Less of me with each step.
Sadness
I paint.
I sign.
I let rain drop
and I let you free.
I die with each painting again
Once you have gone,
even if I stand next to you,
I will not be able to protect you.
I will not be able to explain you.
You will have to talk by yourself.
You will have to be strong by yourself.
And even talk about me…
Distance
I walk towards you.
I take a step back.
Again closer,
and closer.
How close can I come?
I kiss you and now
my lips are black.
I spit turpentine in disgust!
If they only could…
If they would only stop talking,
compare.
If they would only be silent.
They could hear you talking to them…
I use you
You are always ready,
left in a mess or order.
You never complain.
It is me that is complaining.
No, not at you, at myself.
There is no sense in cleaning up.
You say just the opposite.
You might be right.
So, I use you,
to clean my inner disaster.
I paint.
We are alone...
We are alone.
The fire is out.
The bell doesn’t ring.
I look at you first.
You don’t move.
I tickle you with my eyes.
You smile.
I touch you with a brush.
You laugh and close your eyes.
It seems we have the same eyes,
only that yours are closed
and mine are opened.
I paint
I paint.
You talk.
Each time it is a revelation…
Letting you go
I am painting.
I see this line,
am I?
You are finished,
are you?
Please,
stay a little bit longer…
When it hurts
I like orange colour.
No discussion.
I will bath you in orange colour.
Then I will wash you,
scrub you.
Ouch! It hurts!
Sorry…
I will be more gentle from now on.
I will paint the line that caresses you.
Do you like it this way?
Your steps
I am walking in your steps
for such a long time.
Goodbye.
I go now to make another painting.
Inspiration
Colours, brushes, papers, canvasses,
water, oil.
You and my hands.
This is all I need.
Who are you?
Where are you?
Each time I paint
I ask you to come
and yet,
I never saw you.
I never looked in your eyes.
Never?
Past
Those lines.
Those memories.
Where are they?
Where am I?
Tangled thoughts
This line is like a sunbeam.
Perfectly straight,
so I could scuffle it again.
Last dot
Last dot and it is finished.
Not yet,
the signature!
Now it is finished.
Is it?
Exhibition
I give you my best dress.
You look good.
I am standing naked.
In front of them
and even in front of you…

to be continued….
Long talk
Today we talked.
You know, I really have to go now.
Please be happy…   
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