Jessica Moritz Studio

Night cocktail,
After many sleepless nights, you start to see shapes decomposing, eventually new ones and even their shadows.
It’s the hollow of a movement that never happened, light memories of absence, sometimes very uncertain but you wish you can see them again.
The nostalgia slowly becomes a quest where you randomly sketch them until it itches enough that you can cut the shape into an old piece of wood and try to see if it will appear again.
Painting is a bit of a gamble sometimes. You have a theory that none of the 4 walls of your studio will disagree. Between procrastination and delusion you push the boundaries of your own sanity to see if you can top your vision and make it a concrete work.
Illusion remains intact.
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Night cocktail
pigments and acrylic on canvas
reclaimed wood structure
44x60x1
2024
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