artists through many centuries have painted the Last Supper
in many variations. Nobody ever had a record of the event and
if we go back a couple of thousand years, and we understand
the mood of the people then, we would realize that religion
and magic were very important realities.
geometry, mathematics, and religions were the main themes of
conversations among intellectuals and educated peoples. At that
time, there were many scribes, prophets, avatars, religious
fanatics who, when they got together, their predominant conversations
and disputes were about the religion of the past and present,
and the coming of the Messiah. They all uttered their differences
passionately and loudly, if not to even more violent expressions.
Just imagine how many passionate and contradictory statements,
and how many scribes would write many happenings, truths, and
lies because they "knew the reality".
I decided to paint the magic dozen together at the table, with
the Teacher in the middle, all commotioned in religious fervor.
The dinner was not about food; but rather an expression of their
doubts and questions. Who? Who? What? What? So, here we have
a crowd of different characters...the good ones, the bad ones,
the passives, and the activists...locked to themselves in passionate
the middle, the Teacher, with chalice in front on the table,
seems to be beyond time and passions, and a little bit skeptical
about his disciples. I painted a bare table; on the left, I
put money; on the opposite end, light, in the form of a candle,
and a timeless chalice in the center. The table is very clean,
representing virtue; it is like in life, it looks so clean and
let's look into a lower level, here, underneath the table. Suddenly
it is not so clear. In the twilight we begin to distinguish
some little creatures, the nameless ones. The whole scene I
put in an unreal light. We don't know what time it is. Little
or big monsters are not dangerous as soon as we recognize that
every one of us is nurturing them inside ourselves. If we deny
that we have any of them, that they don't exist, then...they
become all powerful and take over, in various subtle and not-so-subtle
ways, over us. Then we are in trouble. I hope it is not so...but
life will let us know..