I go searching with my oil paints, entering an unknowingness, searching intuitively for what is meant to happen on the canvas.
I draw inspiration from processing everything that comes my way, the people, atmospheres, nature and emotions. I keep looking for poetry with a nerve or an essence that brings meaning when working. I always try and purvey a sense of hope, maybe just for myself, an understanding or empathy that only whispers between what is light and dark in life.
In my work I can create my own paths. Sometimes it is as if I try opening a door to an otherness or otherworldliness where there is a place for me, a place where I can belong, a hopeful and more gentle place to be . . . I think I sort of protest quietly against the harshness of this world.
Kristin Vestgård April 2019