GOLDEN WITNESS — proof-of-work... in progress
One week of work.
Layers building.
The light finding its way through.
This painting comes from a photograph by
@Goldgraphy — a photographer here on Nostr.
He captured this moment of a single tree holding light in a vast valley.
I asked to paint it.
He said yes, asking nothing.
There's beauty in that exchange.
No contract.
No negotiation.
Just: "I see what you see. Let me bring it forward."
Almost complete now.
Miss yet some sparks of life.
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"But did you copy from a photo?"
Yes. And no.
Photography captures a moment. I paint what that moment makes me feel.
The photographer sees the light. I paint the silence inside that light.
It's not copying. It's translation.
From one language (photography) to another (painting).
And in that translation, something is lost. But something new is born.
That's why collaboration works: the photographer gives the image. I give my interpretation.
We both see the same thing. We both say it differently.
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April 2022. My wife's portrait.
This painting changed my life.
Not because it was perfect. It wasn't.
But because it reminded me why I'd started painting, thirty years before.
Before that painting, I was a graphic designer who had forgotten he was an artist.
After that painting, I became myself again.
I don't know if my art has improved since then.
But I know it's become more true.
And truth is the only thing that matters.
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If you've been following my work, you know I only accept Bitcoin.
No banks. No intermediaries. No inflation diluting value.
Every painting I've made — from the smallest clouds to the largest landscapes — is here:
At the center, a crack.
Not darkness. Not light.
The moment when the square breaks open and reveals what lies beyond.
The silence doesn't end here. It transforms.
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Inside the square, two orders of life.
The organic and the geometric, living together without conflict.
Not one, not the other. Both.
This is what happens when you stop asking nature to choose.
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Someone once asked me: "What does abstract art mean?"
I said: "What does music in a foreign language mean?"
You don't know the words. But you feel the sadness, the joy, the longing.
That's abstraction.
Not something to decode. Something to experience.
Not something critics explain. Something your body already knows.
Color is melody. Form is rhythm. Silence is the space between notes.
You don't need to understand it.
You just need to stop asking if you should.
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I've been thinking about abstract art lately.
A lot of people say: "I don't understand it."
As if there's something to solve. A code to crack. A meaning hidden that only critics know.
But here's the thing:
Abstract art is like listening to music in a language you don't speak.
You don't understand the words. But it moves you anyway.
The melody doesn't need translation. The rhythm doesn't need explanation.
You just... feel it.
That's what abstraction is. Not a puzzle. Not a test.
Just color, form, and the space between them — speaking directly to something that doesn't need words.
You don't need to "get it."
You just need to let it in.
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