I often think that “people” are too much domesticated in their / our quotidian lives. Making some kind of (art) work allows me to have a safe and peculiar territory of genuine inner freedom, where you can feel whatever you want without censure, where everything can be said. It keeps you “alive” (lucid?) and emotionally structured. As Lucian Freud says, “The process of creation becomes necessary to the painter perhaps more than is the picture. The process in fact is habit-forming” (17)

Cardoso, Catarina. “Interview of Isabel Baraona.” JAB, Issue 30, Fall 2011. pgs 16-17.

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