The Unstable State of Paintings

I was born in 1945 so you were steeped in the ruins of the Second World War. You cannot fix a painting on a certain state. It always moves. And they're very physically evident these materials in this in the works here in White Cube there's sticks, there's straw they're falling off sometimes almost the paintings they seem to be a state of you know about leap off and re-enter the world. The way in which things are turning. A writer said once to me all what you do goes back to the childhood. I think yes I have my playground in Bajaq.