SOLD-Lost not Found by Kieran Jack Rook
Original Painting. It is in these times that we begin to question what does it mean to be human within the absurdity of it all?
‘Lost not Found’
100 x 70 CM
Here we bare witness to a scene set in what looks to be a very small kitchen. A large fluffy-slipper-wearing androgynous figure cloaked in floral dress appears as if they are attempting to climb into a cupboard or escape through a widow. The whole affair appears awkward and uncomfortable.
During these trying times, of distance and isolation, with the world down on its hands and knees begging for some kind of respite from the unabating elephant in the room. It’s hard not do a little overthinking, so you work yourself up, and loose a little faith in reality and what it means to be human (just me?). With ‘Lost not found’ I am unclear as to whether this is solely a self-portrait or I have just used my portrait as a surrogate figure for anyone struggling alone in isolation experiencing some form of existential crisis in one way or another. The lack of uncertainty for the future, the loss of life, of jobs, and economic hardship, can be bewildering for those suffering in silence. What has been brought to light, as we all close our doors and cower away, with only a certain few martyrs holding fort through this tempest, is the feeling of helplessness with the breakdown of society into a form of Orwellian nightmare. It is in these times that we begin to question what does it mean to be human within the absurdity of it all? However the glimmer of hope is our memories, our memories of better times, and if we just hold on for a while longer, we will be able to create new memories, together.
Oil painting, figuration, Post-digital surrealism, existentialism.