Martin Strid
A Stockholm-based painter working in the intersection of mathematics, neuroscience, and pattern.
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Hold what you find important, but secondary. Keep the act of seeking joyful and primary.
You are beyond your self.
Because by indistinct things the mind is stimulated to new inventions.
A slave to consciousness and a passenger of unconsciousness.
The Devil is in the detail. The beauty is in the gestalt.
Rest your gaze at one dot and let it decide where to go next.
Meaning derives from the existence of, and a proper delight in, recognisable patterns.
You see something when you have the right metaphor to perceive it.
Truth is uncertain not because it is empty, but because it is full, rich, complex, manifold.
Let this be a spark for your imagination. Stare at it when lost and you shall find.
If you pay infinite attention to the now, time stops and eternity appears. That is what we call flow.
My process is simple but not easy. Improvise, repeat, improvise, repeat, improvise.
I am, by nature, part of nature.
Don't look for something. Instead, rest your eyes on the paintings and let become.
The attractive combination of geometry and pure chance.
Real art may reorganise your mind. Great art may undress your mind.
Beauty is seeing to the depth, through parts. See the whole.
The beauty is in the gestalt.
Everything is what it is and not another thing.
Harmony is, after all, the reconciliation of things that contend with one another.
The point of the things we do are the things we do.
The future does not exist in the future.
An unapparent harmony is more powerful than an apparent one.
Harmony cannot exist without just the right degree of otherness within the whole.
Words make the uncommon common.
Understanding is greater than knowing.
Language neglects the unique.
Truth seems more like water, changing form, moving, transforming.
Fundamental is pattern and relationship, not the entities that are patterned and related.
Every deep truth has an equally true opposite.
The circle represents both the finite and the eternal, since it has no end; it also represents that which moves and stays still.
The essence of beauty is harmony, including its judicious violations.
Everything looks like something.
It is a space that is the opposite of empty.
Eternity has no center.
Symmetry is about the relations between parts; asymmetry, between symmetry and its absence, something still deeper.
It is precisely what it is.
Time does not appear linear. The future is not an illusion, neither a certainty.
Without references your world will shrink. With references your world will expand.
Cognition is akin to recognition.
Here only one thing matters: what cannot be explained.
Truth is not a destination. He who decides to arrive shall soon stand restless.
