Eric G. C. Weets is born on 3rd August 1951. He is a self taught, multidisciplinary, contemporary artist.
Weets has no academic training. It was denied when he was young and later, when he was old enough and had a chance, he refused because by then he read a lot about art and came to believe that formal training destroys creativity.
Basically, to get where Weets is now, he really did teach himself by studying everything he could. He has painted from landscapes and portraits, extreme figurative and hyper realist to surrealist paintings and all the known “isms”, till almost pure abstract art. He also has studied in depth, especially the works of Kandinsky, Klee, Miro, Gauguin, Cezanne, Bosch, Goya, the Flemish primitives, Ensor and so on.
Because of his curious nature, right from childhood he kept himself occupied with art history, ancient history (from the Babylon to the Greeks, Romans till the dark middle ages) and later on, as a teenager he got interested in Ancient, Asian and South American cultures. He read philosophies and biographies - from Aristotle to Nitzsche. From the Roman Emperors to Napoleon and he is quite good informed about the 1st and 2nd world wars (thanks to his growing up with his grandparents where the war stories were still fresh in their minds and were exchanged on almost daily basis) On top of that he also got interested for a while, in religion, the paranormal and everything esoteric. Music is one of his other big passions. To keep it short, it is difficult to say what DIDN'T interest and influence Weets. The only thing he was never much into reading was fiction, with the exception of fairy tales.
To explain what all has influenced Weets is impossible to write down in a couple of paragraphs because of all his experiences and experiments with life. He has built up such a mountain of data in his mind and all this has influenced/is influencing him in one way or the other, to create his paintings.
After spending many years of studying and experimenting in various mediums, to overcome the insecurity and inferiority complex of not having any academic background, Weets came to believe that anybody can learn how to paint but the most important thing, WHAT to put on canvas, cannot be taught. Only the ones who go beyond the difficult and can discipline themselves to understand intuition, will be able to go there, where unique works are created.
When Weets started working on his black and white series of paintings in the year 2007, he pictured the past and present. At the moment, Weets believes he paints, intuitively, the future. Weets thinks colors distract. Just black and white is direct, honest and the figures can be put as and how they come to him - straight from the mind.
It is only when you look at the originals, you will understand that these works are masterpieces of the 21st century, created by a genius, who has managed to enter the subconscious by deep meditation and has captured the journey on canvas, without letting his own ego interfere in the process.
Weets' quest to create timeless work, made him negate all his other works on canvas, prior to the year 2007. Because he felt those works miss that something, which makes the work exceptional, original and thereby timeless. Consequently, all the works presented here are from the year 2007.
A brush to Weets is like a pen to a writer. As soon as he picks up the brush he is teleported to this other, his world, getting totally immersed in it. Weets’ dedication and patience is commendable and endearing. He is gracefully enduring the obstacles he is facing in each moment of his living day and almost dying nights.
Presently, Weets has retired from public life completely and is almost living in solitude. In the meantime it is I, who mediate on his behalf, with the outside world.
These paintings are about the purity of unbounded thoughts, most probably more subconscious than conscious, than a painting painted in a classical way. I feel these works have to be seen, enjoyed and thought about, if only to gain a different perspective on ordinary, daily living. And is not that, the purpose of art?