Acrylic on canvas
152 X 122 cm

Be as free as you really are. Acknowledge, that waisting our lives is our own fault, however much we are tempted to blame God or the status-quo. Most of us don’t know how to do it, right? There’s no pedagogic answer and no magical book of wisdoms. Are we not all illiterates of perfection? Reading book on book without understanding their meaning? Assuming that there was one to be found in the first place. Now, we should see our existence as the greatest exploit in our life. Yes, we are alive! Let’s start to enjoy life. Flee from your very own graveyard of happiness and reach for a fearless triumphal happiness that rejects transcendental fluorescent rot. You are your self. Cherish your singularity. Here, we can see Friedrich Nietzsche on the right side, the liberator from the deterministic straight-jacket and restorer of our characteristic freedom, the freedom of artistic creation. Next, we can see in the background, surrounded by walls of books a man reading diligently a book, almost in a tyrannical quest for meaning. Well, freedom you got to find it first in yourself and not in books from self-help orgies to the bible. Yes, the problem of being is a problem of freedom. To become a subject one must be bound to the mast of rational self-affirmation. Moving on we find Albert Camus, who seems to be the only one to enjoy this get together. Is life just an absurd dream? How can we preserve our incorruptible lucidity? Safeguard one’s independence at the core of oneself, right? With all freethinkers comes tolerance. He who demands freedom of thought for himself recognises the same right for all men. So, strive to remain sane in the deluge of madness. Nevertheless, Man has inherited the incapacity to be free because of the fear of passion and responsibility. Now, time has come to nuke the shackles. Stop playing the game that the status-quo wants you to play. Refuse to lie, say what it is, refuse to hide your feelings. The result has been predictable: society immediately felt threatened. Maybe we have enough freedom to realise we’re in a cage, but not quite enough freedom to escape it? Maybe no one seems to understand and everything appears a bit hopeless? There is in fact no preordained meaning in life. We are just biological matter spinning senselessly on a tiny rock in a corner of an indifferent universe. We were not put here by a benevolent God and asked to work towards salvation in the shape of 10 commandments or the dictates of the holy gospels. There’s no road map and no bigger point. And it’s this realisation that lies at the heart of so many of the crises reported by the thinkers we now know as Existentialists. We should accept that all our lives are absurd in the grander scheme of things, and hopefully we end up resisting utter hopelessness or nihilism. Yes, we have to live with the knowledge that our efforts will be largely futile, our lives soon forgotten and our species irredeemably corrupt and violent – and yet we should endure nevertheless. Last but not least we find another French philosopher, Jean Paul Sartre. His two famous philosophical war slogans are: Existence can’t be attributed to any subject, and Existence precedes essence. A personality is not built over a previously designed model aka God or a precise purpose, because it is the human being who chooses to engage in such enterprise. If things are not what they seem, then our possibilities are becoming richer. Maybe things are weirder than we think? Everything is (terrifyingly) possible because nothing has any pre-ordained, God-given sense or purpose. Maybe we are just making it up as we go along, and are free to cast aside the shackles at any moment, right?  Sartre urged us to accept the fluidity of existence and to create new habits, outlooks and ideas. The admission that life doesn’t have some preordained logic and is not inherently meaningful can be a source of immense relief when we feel oppressed by the weight of tradition and the status quo. Our collective unconscious agrees too:: we’re freer than we allow ourselves to imagine. Good.