Sometimes we believe we can step away from the world.

That there is an “outside” we can escape to, a rock beneath which we can hide what we don’t want to see.

But nature doesn’t allow such distance, it reminds us that everything we are, the body, the air, the stone, the light, belongs to the same pulse.

In Jacob Brostrup’s paintings, there is no separation between the landscape and the human. Everything happens in the same time, in the same breath.

Every tree, every shadow, every stroke seems to whisper that reality is not out there, but within what quietly holds us.

To be on top of the rock is to recognize that there is no refuge outside of life.

That even when we don’t see it, we continue to inhabit the natural order of things: perfect, inevitable, silent.

And maybe that’s what it’s all about: learning to stop resisting, to look with the same patience with which nature does everything.

To understand that we were never far away. That always without realizing it we have been standing on the rock.

(Text by Letma Elvira)