Romualdas Balinskas on the exhibition “Gyvastis”:
It is difficult to speak about that vitality, but easy to testify to it. To testify with one’s own vitality, movements, and brushstrokes. That vitality emerges as if from nothing and from everything. On a blank sheet of paper, in black paint, in the air, and in the flow of water. The temptation to paint everything black is washed away by water, but a trace remains—a brushstroke that has dried, droplets spilled by accident, pools of merged stains, seas, forests, and meadows—a vibrant image, an inception, a promise, a hope. From death, from ashes, from stagnation and nonexistence, vitality bursts forth from a point. It seems to barely stir, no longer breathes, yet through sighs and breaths it pulses again, turns into a seed, leaping from the past into the future. It is very good to know, experience, and always remember this.
