For “Now it’s day but I am dreaming” Motmans’ resumes his photo collages as pages from a personal diary by naming them Day1, Day 2 and so on. For the series he freely uses negatives from holiday pictures and slides from his parents’ collection. The artist basis is thus built on personal memories and experiences he had as a young boy. They are fragmented impressions of travels, often to the south of Europe. Assumably these images will also evoke in the viewer echoes from the past. Of discolored holiday snaps. This effect is intensified by combining his own images with snippets from nostalgic postcards. Now it’s day but I am dreaming shows new surreal landscapes balancing between blurred visions and feverish hallucinations. The artist repeatedly plays with the horizon. Occasionally by roughly tearing the photographic papers, or exactly the opposite by marking or cutting it in a sharp line. And so mountains fuse with oceans, forests with ice floes. Graceful bodies merge with sturdy but equally delicate landscapes. It is nostalgic and futuristic at the same time. Happy but perhaps also a bit sad.
-Ive Stevenheydens-