Finding Inspiration
Sometimes you don’t even have to be looking...
I came across this image today, a commissioned piece for The New York Times Sunday Review. I’ve been thinking a lot lately about where inspiration comes from, how we find it, what we do with it. I’ve felt compelled to do something “with it”, but always paralyzed when trying to take action. And then this...
Arresting. What does it evoke inside you? Feelings of surprise, fear, mystery, anxiety. How do we explain that - the feelings that arise in the face of art, in the face of inspiration?
Who is this faceless woman, commanding attention, a mountain in front of these two men holding hands, hugging one another? This painting says so much about the world we live in today; it’s so beautiful and yet so unsettling.
Matthieu Bourel is the genius behind this piece. His words perfectly explain what I’ve been struggling to put into words... “A piece often becomes about the search and desire to combine those emergent narrative symbols that seem charged with a familiar yet distant emotion.
When successful, all the elements fall together with irony and tension while all other realities are obliterated, leaving the viewer as participant inside the picture, with his own codes and connections. The image then carries the weight of a personal reality. Most important, the final image actually gains a significant evocative quality I could not have expressed in any other way.”
At first glance the piece looks like an image we’ve possibly seen before, and yet it’s a new commission. An original, yet so familiar.
To me it says that everything is possible, nothing is forever, and love is all we need. It says the world we live in is infinite and that the endless permutations of realities create this infinite quality of the Universe. It gives me hope - hope for a better future for all, hope for the sun to rise again tomorrow, and gives me strength to go into the unknown because all that we desire is in there.












