Alexander Dik's new series #inyourface are abstract body shapes with a kind of KO flair. In the context of a kind of grotesque view of society and the world. Neo-expressionistic, painterly, kitschy and technically sophisticated, Dik embodies his contemporary feeling in these works.
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In Search of Freedom Through Art.
For as long as I can remember, I've been interested in art, drawing and painting wherever and on whatever I could. At puberty and in search of oneself, the urge to art and creation developed more and more. Despite my talent, I did not take the artistic path, but became a competitive athlete in Taekwondo. Over the years as an amateur painter and a successful career as an athlete and later as an independent contractor, my inner being is increasingly called to the desire to take the brush and paint into my hands. At 35, I painted more often in my free time, but as a self-taught painter I could not express myself as the mind demands. At 36, I began full-time studies at the Berlin Academy of Painting. Now, I work non-stop in my Berlin studio while studying art every day and it makes me happy.
Anyone who feels the need for art and still does not is his own slave. I didn't want to be my own slave anymore and it was the right decision.
In my art, I search for color, movement, explosiveness and at the same time tranquility. Through several own designed techniques I found in FRISSON what I was looking for.
FRISSON represents emotions, chills, feelings. I deliberately do not name these paintings in order not to be unfair to the paintings. I try to portray nature in abstraction with my feelings, emotions and everyday insights. We come from nature and we go with nature.
Nature is what surrounds us completely and I look for answers in nature. What I see, hide, what I don’t know, and what I don’t understand. I live with my family in the idyllic Falkensee and am surrounded by beautiful trees, meadows, flowers, lakes and the sky where I always think it’s only here.
I got into his car, when I didn’t know it would be the biggest mistake of my life. He would steal my light. Greed and hope drove me to be independent but instead it felt like darkening my heart. I was searching for luck and happiness but the pain he gave me is still inside me today.
How could I put down a description of myself here, black and white, without embellishment or understatement? How objective is a profile? Should not they be friends (do not I have) or family, but do you know one? Or has one ever revealed oneself to one's heart and if so, it was understood. Who can see you? I think none of this is possible.
If I were to assign myself an animal, I would probably be an icy butterfly with a sting of black. Carrying on the snowy wind of my destiny, I'm looking for nothing more, only suppose. As a human, looking at the window, watching the falling rain on the gray roofs, listening to the uniform murmuring sounds of a city, letting the day pass uselessly.
I love Maria Callas, Dalida as well as Jimmy Hendrix and I adore Janis Joplin. My heart carries the Occident as well as the Orient. I care for the old as well as the new with equal dedication. Loathe the Hollywood crap produced for the Comerz. I am constantly looking for "edge products". I love to dance, but unfortunately there are no old-fashioned dance coffees anymore ... extinct. I just do not smoke cigarettes. Love the free spirit of the 60s that I live. I'm not interested in politics. (Rags went, rags came. Amen) What else? What is nicer than drinking champagne from old heavy Baccart glasses and eating Russian eggs with your hands and reading Gengseitig short stories by Rafik Schami. Barefoot to explore a fishing village? At night, on the way home, take a spring roll from the Chinese, as well as eating for 2 days, not to forget the healthy feeling of hunger that cleanses the soul. I love Schuman as much as Cosmic Dancer. I go sledding as in the morning at my work all with the same zest. I write letters like 100 years ago and no one answers. In all my ways I had to go, life taught me to take it as it comes. All the spiky single pieces that give the whole and can not be separated. Just like the soup tastes only with salt. That's how I think, and that's what I am.