"Where the F*ck Does It Go?" (2020).

Mixed media on Canvas, 120 x 100cm.

Even when all is lost, sometimes people can still manage to find a way to cope. Maybe they are the lucky ones. Sometimes there are the ones that do not know where to go at all.

After reading the theory of Melancholia by S. Freud, the painter is forced to face that loss is something that we are all going to get to know at least once in our lifetime. To mourn itself is a process of nature, but melancholia is a reaction of loss; in which they know about the loss occurred, but not what they have lost in them.

This piece is a resemblance of one’s mind. A rushing feeling in your brain, that it hustles so wild—somehow it is like the brain might has just grew a pair of legs, preparing for a marathon that goes anywhere, refusing to stay still. In this work, a story about the loss of one’s mind by the thought of loss itself, of how it has lost something, of how it went off when somebody has gone.