Z i t n i k

colors

brushstrokes

texture

canvas

This is my world. Alone with the empty canvas, armed with paint tubes and brushes in my studio, I wait for that right moment, the right mood,
and the right music in the background. Free from outside influences, I become fully focused on my inner self, awaiting that unknown force
from within to shape my mind into a new color vision. Then, I start—fast and furious, unstoppable—until the last touch,
finishing the painting in a breath, so to speak. Sometimes it’s in the morning or evening. Sometimes I need a day or two, and other
paintings take much longer. But I paint until I finish. And it’s all about colors. I didn’t know that in my very beginning. I did a lot of drawings back then,
experimenting with different techniques and materials. Over time, forms and shapes gave way to lines and structure, then texture, and finally,
colors and canvas became my main interest. The composition of colors is my main subject and motif, no matter where it leads—into something
more abstract or more figurative. Today, it’s all about the colors for me. Everything else is secondary to the colors.
These visual elements, as they correspond in the process of painting, are not only changeable over time—people change over time, too.
I have changed, and I am still changing. My views, experiences, and feelings evolve with time.
I change directions, motivations, and intentions, and as a result, so do my paintings. My artistic signature evolves,
sometimes surprising me, sometimes not as much. But it’s inevitable. The more I think and calculate, the less satisfying the result.
My painting is a spontaneous process. I don’t sit in front of the easel every day, continuing a painting from yesterday.
That’s not me. Sometimes, I don’t paint for months. I don’t like to talk about my paintings. We can talk about the process of painting,
of course, but the paintings themselves are just the result. Like any piece, some parts you’ll appreciate more than others,
and sometimes you’ll wish you could cut out some sections and leave others behind. But in the end,
no words can explain art. Art is where your eye and heart find it, when it finds you.
I hope some of my work here will find its way to you too.