Impressions of the Underworld

A journey deep down into the underworld – a series of multimedia artworks that have been in the works from 2014 – 2017. They are not in chronological order which was a personal choice.
This is a project that was accompanying a personal inner journey, its meaning became clearer throughout the years as more pieces were created into existence.
Language can be very limited, art goes into depths where language does not possess the capacity to go to. Each piece of art tells its own unique story and as a series they form one bigger picture with a bigger story, the picture and story of this inner journey.
A journey of tragedy and treasure, so frightening and unbearable at times, staring death so closely into the eye. Words can only scratch the surface of describing such an experience, art connects one with the deeper aspects of it that make it so immensely fascinating.

Nowhere too dark, nowhere to hide. Exploring what is real.



Pen on paper, digitally edited

This piece of art was created during the time I lived in Manchester, in 2014, not long before I left the city. Memories of long days getting intoxicated in terraced houses, the industrial look of the city and late night walks through areas that were considered unsafe but gave that sense of excitement and freedom to counterbalance the frequent feeling of entrapment. Depression, hope and being our of your mind, zoned out, out of everything. The constant blur. Escapism. The summary of my time in Manchester is in this picture, the tragic and beautiful moments this city gave to me, this city that will always be one of the homes of my heart. The heaviness and density, as well as the upbeat elements give this image the real feeling of that place. The sense of going on and creating something of value even if it is done whilst lying totally fucked up on the ground. That spark, that vibrancy behind the veil of grey and dull. A million lights shining through from beneath a million layers of darkness.


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Lost Souls in the City

Pen on paper, digitally edited 

Two years after the piece ‘Citylife’ was born, this distorted version of it was created to serve as its twin, not in the sense of it looking alike but in the sense of it being identical at its essence. Two pieces of art with the same soul, now belonging together in a parallel existence.
It represents the dark side of life in the city, the swallowing up of the soul. If one is not careful one loses ones soul underneath the endless sea of external stimuli and instant gratification, a false sense of fulfilment offered at any corner of the street. Its true vibrancy and light becomes undermined, while the collective shadow steps to the forefront. This shadow is being seen only through the corner of ones eye, but rarely being paid attention to and recognised for what it is. Too much distraction, it does not allow ones attention to delve into such an area in depth and put the pieces together to see the bigger picture.




Metallic pen on black paper, digitally edited

 The story of this artwork began an inspiring train journey from South Tyrol, Italy to Basel, Switzerland. I started the drawing as I sat on the train that was taking me on what was meant to be a one week trip to Basel, but ended up being a stay of nearly three years all together. A surprising adventure, a story that will never be forgotten, and this was the start of it.
It was also the beginning of a new era for me artistically, an intensive phase of drawing with on black paper with metallic pens, a medium and style I continued working with intensively throughout the following two years. It gives those images a distinguishable feature that can now be seen as one of the key characteristics of my artwork from the Basel era. A time of seeking the reconnection with the inner world, a desire for the truth of the soul to be revealed. A period of deep transformation and integration.




Pastels on paper, digitally edited

In 2017 this piece of art was born into existence. It has been named after the title of the first album of Canadian singer/songwriter Darren Spiece, that I have created a slightly altered version of this artwork for as the album cover.
The image represents the unconscious as well as the unconscious parts of the psyche, and predominantly focuses on the potential that lies dormant beneath its depths, typically beneath many layers of other material that needs to be looked at in order to arrive at the treasure box where one is able to find and finally unfold those gifts. One may feel as if one is walking on this Earth partly asleep, perhaps even with a feeling of being dead and empty inside, tired of all that drains ones vital energy, such as the maintenance of social facades and acting out of roles one feels obliges to play in order to ensure ones own survival. At times it may feel easier to just keep on acting and hiding behind the façade, staying half asleep, rather than opening both eyes, or shall I say all three, and look beyond the surface of what is being presented to one.



Psychic Attack

Pen on paper, digitally edited

This drawing was created in summer 2017 as I was inspired by the black and white paintings of German abstract artist Otto Freundlich that I had seen in an exhibition in Kunstmuseum Basel.
Being real and truthful as a human means being vulnerable to some degree. It means to allow oneself to be sensitive and emotionally epressive, it is true freedom to be true to oneself. Being vulnerable, however, is a risk, one that is not easily taken at times. This world is a psychic battlefield and whether one is careful or not, one will have to fight battles one would never have chosen to fight if one wasn’t tricked into situations of having them. It is a natural part of life, however. One needs to fight ones battles and grow stronger and wiser. What presents itself as a blessing, may just be a curse hidden behind a shiny façade. Life force energy is the most valuable asset on this planet and it is sought after more than gold. If you possess it you will have to protect it like your dearest treasure, as those who want to take it from you will attempt to do so by all means.



Violet Maze

Pen on paper, digitally edited

Another Manchester artwork drawn in 2014, edited two years later. Its aboriginal look makes it appear to be from a different era, different part of the world. As if an ancient mural was restored and edited with present day technology to modernise it and make it fit into today’s world of art.
A fragmentation of the soul, the psyche. The beginning of a long journey, a path. Internal confusion, curiosity and unawareness of what lies ahead. Being guided through by ones instincts and faith. The need to learn to trust the heart and allow the mind to be its faithful servant.




Metallic pen on grey paper, digitally edited

Another artwork from early Basel days 2014, a time in which I was in the beginning stages of a long journey into the inner world (underworld). I created many drawings during that time but did not interpret deeper meanings until later. This is what generally happens with my creative work. As the years go by, I find new meanings, symbols and messages in my work.
Many of them depict what one encounters on the journey into the underworld. Deprived and neglected places, like buildings that have fallen apart but you can still see beauty in them, it never dies. You still see what was once there, its essence, its potential, its depth. Beauty and tragedy, two themes that are so commonly linked together, to be seen in this piece of art.




Pen on paper, digitally edited

Whilst living in Basel in 2015 I went through a phase of reconnecting with nature. It was very much needed after spending years living in the city with little connection to the natural world. I was lucky to live close to nature throughout my time in Basel, so that I could rebuild the strong connection I’d had with nature since my childhood. The rebuilding of that connection was essential, as the connection to nature runs parallel with the connection to ones inner world.
I created much art either as I was out in nature with my art materials or as I was inside being inspired by nature, remembering the long walks through the forests and fields, along the rivers. This piece of art is certainly inspired by all those elements, and it includes symbolism that seems to be from ancient times.
During this time I frequently spotted the number sequence 777, which inspired me to name this image. Its spiritual meaning, amongst others, is growth, development and advancement.


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Metallic pen on black paper combined with collage, digitally edited

Since a long time I have always found enjoyment in creating collages. It is a playful process with endless possibilities. This was the first attempt of combining it with a drawing, and it is one of those pieces with many hidden meanings in it, some yet to discover.
The eye is a reoccurring symbol in my artwork, one that has different meanings. The majority of people in this society look at the world only with one eye open, while keeping their inner eye shut to the inner world, unable to perceive this vast space where ones true richness is found.




Pen on paper, digitally edited

Another artwork from 2015, one that can either be exciting or overwhelming to look at. The world out there can leave one fluctuating between the same two states of feeling, many find themselves trapped between the two but never finding a sense of calm, unless it comes with numbing ones unpleasant feelings. Their inner worlds are just as overwhelming, chaos, a house full of clutter, very much in need of cleaning, decluttering, tidying up and reorganising. But the excitement and stimulation of the external world keeps them forever distracted, it is as if they split themselves off from the internal world. Chaos manifests in their external worlds and they think it’s just a coincidence, life is throwing it at them. They have split off from their creator within and refuse to take responsibility to take back their power.



In Unnatural Order

Pen on paper, digitally edited

This is an early drawing from my time in Manchester, the start of something, a journey that I did not choose – it chose me. The art from that time gives an insight into how it began, internally, the space I found myself in. Fragmentation, disconnection. Everything had been put into its place the way it was supposed to be, not naturally but by design, following a given template of “how things are supposed to be”. One learns to apply this template to ones life and it becomes the only template that exists, the only one that one can imagine to be right. But does one really create order following such rules, or is it just an artificial sense of order one maintains so that one appears to be ‘in order’? The chaos is still existing, the psyche is a cluttered space, but when you can organise the clutter into boxes and containers, pretty looking ones, and perhaps put a lid on them, it appears to be tidy on the surface. Yet there is still clutter, there is still chaos, it may be organised but it exists.



In Unnatural Mundane Order

Pen on paper, digitally edited

Another drawing from Manchester in 2014, created at the same time as the previous artwork with a linked theme. This image focuses on the dullness and mundaneness of this artificially created sense of order. The brightly colourful boxes lose their shine and vibrancy, excitement fades. One has followed the instructions, one is left with ones carefully created system, and now? Is it really all in place, or is there an underlying sense of deep unfulfilment and imprisonment? Is there perhaps an urge to destroy that one does not dare to admit to? One wishes to tear down the walls, to break the boxes. But what will be the consequences?





Pastels & metallic pen on black paper, digitally edited

This piece of art was created in 2015 in Basel.
When one opens the boxes and begins to sort out what one needs and doesn’t, one grows into a more natural space that allows one to unfold something new and true. Ones truth that lies deep within. A moment of peace in midst of the chaotic internal world one has been chosen to face. Without such moments, one would not be able to walk this path. A moment of connection with what lies beyond. A glimpse into where one has not arrived yet but will arrive in time. A destination that is, however, not fixed. One keeps on travelling and exploring, ever more freely and truly as one liberates oneself in time from the shackles placed upon. No journey could require more patience and persistence. The ultimate test, only for the strongest to pass.

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