Nick Osipczak has been creating some paintings, which are not only beautiful but meaningful and spiritual
From some perpectives, a human fetus making a dramatic and tumultuous exit from the womb after nine months of relative serenity could be interpreted as “death”. For those who are aware that another chapter awaits the baby in the “outside world”, this transformative period can be considered as the beginning of something new and beautiful.
Through the process of metamorphosis, a caterpillar emerges as a butterfly – a seemingly different organism altogether.
If we knew another chapter awaited us once time in our bodies expired, would we still cling to life so desperately? Would we live our “life” in a different way?
How do we become aware of patterns? By first noticing a reference point, something familiar from which we can gain perspective, relating it to something other than that reference point.
“Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly, fluttering hither and thither, to all intents and purposes a butterfly. I was conscious only of my happiness as a butterfly, unaware that I was myself. Soon I awaked, and there I was, veritably myself again. Now I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly, dreaming I am a man.” Chuang Tzu
Acrylic on canvas, 60cm x 60cm