The painting focuses on the subjective dimension of the passage of time, on the “form” that human beings try to give to its constant flow in relation to their life experience. Memory is the brick which, linked to other memories, creates the plot of what subjective time is, but memory itself is ephemeral and changeable like a soap bubble; and as a soap bubble can act in a way that is no different from a lens, which magnifies, deforms, shapes what is seen through.
I wanted to insert some elements that recall different aspects of the passage of time, such as its cyclicality – enhanced by the cycle of nature – and its ineluctability, its going forward despite everything and without being able to go back, like when you decide to let go at the start of a waterslide and you are forced to follow the route to the end, without the possibility of retracing your steps. However, the scene is pervaded by a sense of peace, and is placed in a dreamlike dimension that is elsewhere compared to the reality of existence, in respect of which ‘objective’ time flows indifferent.
