A pictorial philosophy by Paz Viola
In a world where noise has replaced meaning
and speed drowns out the essential,
art rises once more as a refuge—
a whisper calling us to remember
who we are beneath all the masks.
To paint is to open portals.
Not outward,
but into intimate territories
where light and shadow coexist,
where each gesture is the trace of an emotion,
each color, a vibrational state
speaking the language of the invisible.
My work does not seek to explain,
but to invite feeling,
to awaken contemplation through the body,
to inhabit mystery without needing answers.
There—where chaos becomes color,
and pain becomes luminous matter—
the true encounter begins.
Text by Paz Viola;
translation by Xin JIN and Zilin CUI