Veronika Rudez

Reposting this painting as I was looking at it and suddenly I was transported to the moment I was painting it. It was winter 4.5 years ago when I was trying to get pregnant and after the first failed IVF attempt. I was weighing the pros and cons, the health risks versus a chance to have a baby. All of my detailed thoughts come blasting through my mind when I look at this painting as if they were somehow permanently mixed into the chemistry of the paint itself. This happens with all of my paintings. They are like little memory sticks that I can just “plug in” when I look at them and hear the music, smell the scents, feel and think the thoughts that were present when I created the work. I wonder if this happens to anyone else? Perhaps not with paintings but with something else…?