When I was 17

“All my life I was painting.

As a very young boy I painted in the sand ,used dirt and other materials ..painted on the walls and on the body.
Then later at school I remember that I developed a very free “strange”style...which nearly nobody liked ,but my art teacher loved it.
At the age of 17 I started painting with oil ....I loved to overpaint the colors with many many layers...and used other materials (like cleaning products that I found at home....toothpaste etc) and mixed it with the oil and acyl....
I loved to watch how these substances changed the painting..
Sometimes it seemed that the window cleaner or other chemical products changed and destroyed the original painting in a wonderful magical way.Out of control!
The painting was never finished...it was in permanent movement and change..(sometimes parts of oil felt down or there where holes in the canvas...)
I love changes and destruction.(because it is always a new surprising wonderful beginning!)
The most of my paintings I destroyed later...because they lost their meaning..
The meaning was the creation and the fun of it.
I never was thinking to sell these works or hang them on any wall.
I never saw myself as an Artist.(....what really is an Artist...?...strange word!)
I paint very very fast...a huge work is always finish in max. one hour!!
I can not talk ..I can not speak...
If is is not “shooting out” ,I stop it and destroy it.
Since the beginning I always used symbols and written words as part of my work...
In a state of total alignment they float out of me...
What does they mean?
There is never a meaning or an idea in my paintings....and any mental interpretation is useless.
You have to feel it!!!
Lately I love to work digital...It is a new and wonderful experience.
Perhaps in the future I will print my digital works and then overpaint and destroy them like i did when I was 17.”