andres manniste

Any object that I create could be considered a fossil. While making these works, the process of painting itself became a passageway to thought. Rendering a seamless surface from a flurry of confetti seemed to be appropriate for what I was doing. Each stroke of paint corresponded to my presence. I always felt that colour is subjective and can be applied almost randomly. Burying my renderings with layers of paint, I allude to the granular quality of the electronic media that I work with. The interface with the processor and network also made me realise that images need not be limited by edges.

As I work, I contemplate my sense of being. I can render anything and the process will break down details of a representation into discrete points of colour that evoke thoughts within me of the concrete limits of fate and the disintegration of physicality.