Loneliness 2026 Part 1

Hello art lovers.

I want to share with you something I'm working on.

I started a new painting that I decided to film in a little more detail. I have short videos of my paintings but I decided to film this one longer. The purpose of the video is to show how slow and long the time it takes to create a pointillism painting is. This is the first part of the process. You can see the video on my YouTube channel. https://youtu.be/aR0PoOUXvK8?si=ps9jueHC8nuG74zC

link to YouTube

I also share with you the thoughts I had about the idea of ​​this painting.

Stories surround us everywhere; we only need to look closely enough to notice them. Often, simply by observing the world around us, our minds begin to weave narratives from what we see. Sometimes these stories are nothing more than quiet constructions of the imagination, born from a fleeting moment that has stirred our thoughts.

This painting was born in such a moment, inspired by a brief scene I witnessed in the London Underground.

Across from me sat two strangers travelling somewhere along their own paths — an elderly man and a young woman. At first glance they were merely passengers sharing the same carriage, yet the longer I looked, the more it seemed that each of them carried a story within their presence.

The old man sat with his eyes gently closed, deeply immersed in thought. A faint, peaceful smile rested upon his face. On his lap lay a bag from which the corner of a carefully wrapped gift was visible — perhaps intended for a grandchild, a small gesture meant to bring joy. He was thin, almost fragile, and his clothes seemed slightly too large for his ageing frame. The sharp lines of his bones were visible beneath the fabric. His posture was quiet and inward-looking, as though he had retreated into the calm landscape of his own memories.

There was something timeless about him. His clothing belonged to another era — a long brown trench coat, a brimmed hat, large glasses, and beside him on the floor a small, old-fashioned briefcase. In contrast to the modern world around him, he seemed almost like a figure from the past. Yet what he radiated was unmistakable: a quiet happiness. Perhaps he was thinking about the meeting that awaited him, drifting through warm memories or imagining the smile of the person he was about to see. The marks of age were clear upon his face, yet they only made the gentle smile shining there even more meaningful.

Next to him sat a young woman dressed in contemporary everyday fashion — jeans, a modern winter jacket, stylish shoes, a beautiful handbag, and a smartphone held firmly in her hands. She sat curled slightly into herself, as though wrapped within a small invisible world. In truth, that world seemed to exist entirely within the glowing screen of her phone. She was deeply absorbed in whatever she was reading or watching. Her posture appeared closed, almost protective. Her face was serious, even somewhat darkened by thought. Perhaps the endless flow of information on that tiny screen had drawn her into its shadows. The internet can often become a landscape of negativity, though it can also reveal great knowledge if one seeks it with awareness.

Whether her mood was fleeting or something deeper, the contrast between the two figures was striking.

She — young, beautiful, and standing at the beginning of her journey through life — seemed captured by the silent gravity of a device in her hands. Meanwhile the elderly man, who stood much closer to the end of his path, appeared calm, happy, and strangely free.

What struck me most was not only their contrast but also their silence. Both sat in closed postures, absorbed in their own worlds, sharing the same space yet separated by invisible walls. Though strangers, they did not truly meet.

We all travel together in the same “underground” of existence — in the same city, the same country, on the same continent, on the same planet. Yet each of us often remains alone. We live enclosed within the quiet boundaries of our own thoughts, fears, and imagined walls.

And yet happiness so often lies in the simple act of connection: to meet someone, to share something, to discover something new about the world around us, or to bring joy to another person — even with a small gift that may have required hours of travel.

The name of this painting is “Loneliness.”

Loneliness is a fundamental condition of human existence. It accompanies us throughout our lives. Many people might disagree with such a thought, yet if we look deeply within ourselves, we may realise that in the end we always remain alone with our own consciousness. One may have many friends, even the attention of millions, yet each person still experiences the world from within the quiet chamber of their own existence.

Perhaps this is why people create, speak, share, and express themselves — in an endless attempt to invite others into their inner world. Social networks, videos, fashion, music, art, jewellery, even the car one drives — all can become signals sent out into the world.

A silent message that says:
  “Here I am. I exist. Come closer. See my world. Help me escape the silence of my empty room.”

Loneliness is a powerful force — one capable of inspiring both the most beautiful creations of human civilisation and, at times, the most destructive impulses.

In this painting I have captured only a small fragment of this vast and complex theme that moved and inspired me.

Each viewer may find their own meaning within it. Those with greater philosophical or literary insight might express far more than I have described here. Everything that inspired me I have tried to convey through colour and form upon the white canvas.

The painting is created in the pointillist style, the artistic language in which I work.

Expect part two and a finished painting soon.

See you later!

Thanks for your attention!