Throughout his artistic journey, painter Andrius Miežis maintained that before starting any new piece, he had to completely fall in love with its core idea and fanatically pursue its ideal. The idea would obsess him, relentlessly haunting him until it became the ultimate dominant force. It was the exact moment when thought prepared to become flesh, and the artist felt a duty to love that body before it was even born.

Exposing his thoughts through paintings remained a challenge for him, regardless of his vast experience. Yet, before embarking on any creative journey, he had to know exactly where he was going—it was a contract he made with himself. Even though it was always clear that the ideal is unattainable, during the creative process, A. Miežis remained a fanatically devoted idealist. He knew he had to believe; otherwise, the labor would bear no fruit. He channeled his vision into his paintings, crafting a purely personal reality—one that was absolute to him, because that was where the ultimate truth resided. The real world interested the creator only as a curious observer, serving as fuel for his imagination.

The artist believed that in this complete nakedness, anyone could see his heart, his soul, and his mind, and had every right to form their own opinion about his inner reality. Immersing himself directly into his work, he always strove to remain true to himself, to preserve his childlike enthusiasm, and to avoid pseudo-intellectual pretensions.

Perhaps his relationship with art is best captured by the artist’s own words: for him, creativity was the ultimate drug, suitable for consumption without limits, with the loss of reality being its only side effect. A. Miežis would take it daily, three times a day after meals, excessively and anywhere, living by his ultimate rule: everything should be done with reason, but one must love and create with madness.