It begins with a line and ends with a line.
Each painting has the line as its core.
There is no story line one can follow.
It is the line of life which runs through it.
Drawings are like veins leading to the heart, leading through the bloodline.
I don’t know if life is forever but I know I make paintings to live.
Therefore I must deconstruct the contours of the figure.
Borderline is when the line is blurred, undetermined around a person.
It is a character default.
Erased, blurred boundaries, no limits.
Automatic drawings of the Dada games gave the line to the blind.
The lines of the unconscious which lead to the unknown.
Over and over re-addressing the line to find blindly the contour.
Through the lines there is a flow fast and slow, always with a different speed.
Without mastering humility it is not possible to obtain vertical mobility
in order to illuminate new boundaries in painting.
What I hope for my paintings is that they think themselves into existence.
—Rita Ackermann