I spent another hour today on a picture that was actually already finished. That's typical of me: I create something, it looks good, and then I start to hesitate. Not because it doesn't fit, but because I wonder if it's exactly what was intended.
"6315" is one of those pieces that feels like a thought I can't quite finish thinking through. It’s an accumulation of shapes – no clear lines, no recognizable objects. Just this kind of density that arises when you pack too much into a picture and then try to organize it again.
I work with SVG vectors not like with a brush. With a brush, you can give in, break the line, blur a color. With vectors, everything is precise – every curve has a mathematical definition, every gradient follows a formula. That makes the work sometimes frustrating and sometimes liberating at the same time. You can't make something beautiful "by accident"; every detail has to be a decision.
In "6315" I wanted to explore this tension between control and chaos. The forms look like a mass that is moving, but at the same time frozen—as if you're trying to paint a picture that won't hold. That’s probably also a metaphor for my own creativity—I want to create something that doesn't fit into any box.
Today I looked at the file again and thought: Is it too much? Too little? Maybe that's the right answer. Art doesn't always have to tell a clear story or have a message. Sometimes it’s just an image that makes you stop and think.
I'll leave "6315" as it is—it belongs in the gallery and to the things I've created, not perfected or smoothed out. Just as it is.