I was invited to paint the bedroom.
I had the impression that my clients expect ficus leaves and floral motifs from me. I began to prepare the interior, spread the foil on the floor. I carefully covered skirting boards, windows, furniture, lamp and bed.
In the meantime we talked. I revealed one of my theses that art is a record of emotions. It consists of capturing them in time, taking them into the future or recalling them. I expressed my belief that we should aim at the best, the most beautiful and the most pleasant emotions because of the fact. And that it would be good if they were consistent with the space where they are to appear.
And then I led them into the bedroom, poured 10 litres of paint onto the bed and suggested to make love on each of the walls.
I got the opportunity to take photos of these intimately caressed walls.