When I painted I imagined that only I exist. I wanted to create for myself a space that would be absolutely empty - where I would be alone. Only me. I imagined myself floating in a boat on the water. Some other time I imagined myself wandering on an endless open country or lying on the ground. There would be nothing but the horizon around. Just me and the horizon. By myself. I have only my thoughts and understandings. Would then there be anything to understand?! There would be no letters nor text. Nobody would speak nor write. If I could be that way. There would be no explanations, no mediation. I wouldn't be useful for anybody. I am only for myself. I wouldn't be asked by anybody or anything. Nobody would need my help. My absence wouldn't make anybody sad. And everything would be quiet.

Thus I have created my emptiness. Or did I find it? It's vast and calming. "My sofa is a boat floating on the waves," somebody has said. I have turned the surrounding into a bubbling sea mass. I left only the fishes. They don't make noise nor ask anything. Maybe they just philosophize by themselves. All the rest I buried underground. I walk over all this and nobody sees me. Alone on my land. "I believe that human imagination has not created anything that would not be true either in this or in some other world."(Gerard de Nerval)

That is what I thought when I painted these works. I painted my own thoughts, pulled myself together and pushed all the rest aside. At least I wanted it that way. To get free from planning and obligations. I wanted to stop the time because its quick flow seems sometimes unbearably perceivable. I wanted that the future and the presence would mix, to lose the time dimensions. So there would be no preceding or following. There would be just "now".

There is text on this paper and I am talking but in fact I painted in order not to talk, to be in silence somewhat out of text. Then it didn't feel like contradictious. If I would enter this world again nothing would seem wrong. I am not a journalist. I paint. I paint my thoughts, daub the white canvas and create my space, my place to be in. In that way I can be alone and there would be no good or bad. There would be no good or bad paintings either. There are only thoughts.

My bachelor's work's heading is "Thoughts" because this seemed to be the only possible heading. This is not a theory but a sort of meditation. The work consists of two paintings in sizes 300 x 250 cm. Materials used acrylic paint, oil paint and charcoal on canvas.