Homeless

This painting depicts a homeless man I saw in Le Puy (France). I was there for a yoga holiday. Somehow, there was something very beautiful about this man, although I didn’t quite realize what it was at the time. Only while painting, it struck me that we are actually in some way all like this man. Fortunately most of us aren’t homeless in the literal sense of the word, but aren’t we all looking to find our home, our happiness? Only once we stop looking for it in the outside world and go inside, we will find it. The lock is open!

2011, Oil on linen, 75x120cm (29.5×47.2″)