Carlos Primeros is my pseudonym, my alias name. My friends in South-America create this name for me.

I was born in 1951 and was a very successfully businessman and serial entrepreneur.

In March 2020 after returning from a trip to Asia, I received the devastating diagnosis after a routine examination: incurable cancer. The cancer had already metastasized to the abdomen and the skeleton. This pulled the floor from under my feet.

Some surgical interventions and therapies followed in the hospital, the goal was to defeat the cancer, but it did not succeed.

For many, crises are a defeat, for me crises are a challenge. It wasn’t always like that, I had to learn it first at an advanced age. My stay at the “SPA for Mind and Soul” helped me with this. In this oasis of well-being, I was shielded from all negative influences. Even today I avoid anything negative. Many would describe me as «conflict averse», which has no justification. Because I look to myself what is good for me and what is not good for me. During my stay in therapy I developed fine antennae that warn me of any «threat». I also had to laboriously train myself to do this. For example, when I walk into a room, I immediately feel negative energy present. Energy that I can no longer let myself be caught, whereby the everyday dynamics bother me. That means I have to keep getting my course back on track. Because only those who follow the course will achieve their goal.

With psychological support, I then got into painting therapy. I had never painted in my life before; I was always interested in the art market and art. “Pop Art” has always fascinated me, but I wanted to find my own style. Today painting is meditation for me. I am in the art and media studio every Monday and Tuesday.

«There is the painter who turns the sun into a yellow spot, but there is also someone who, with deliberation and craftsmanship, turns the yellow spot into a sun,» says Pablo Picasso. This wisdom applies especially to the works of the Catalan artist Joan Miro. He was a master of color, who gave joy with his pictures and created art without age restrictions.

When my son saw my first picture, he said mischievously: «Dad, it’s funky way!» And so my painting style was born.

I pick up people with bold colors. There is always a provocation built into the subject, because naturalistic images bore me. It would be like reproducing a photo, reproducing the nature.