A little more to last more 2026 – 50 x 40cm, acrylic on canvas
The title is taken from a line in Samuel Beckett’s novel How It Is, written in 1961, and it names the minimum condition of duration: not survival, which implies agency and trajectory, not endurance, which implies heroism, but simply the extension of presence by the smallest available increment. A little more. And then a little more.
The painting is a container, a vitrine, a greenhouse, a zone whose boundaries are architectural and whose interior is something the architecture did not fully plan for. It exists between two pressures: a watching darkness above, a ground plane below. It is held between them, which is not the same as being safe within them.
The container’s face is transparent enough to show what approaches from outside, not transparent enough to show it clearly. The world beyond the zone is present as suggestion, trace, the barely legible.
Things have arrived inside. Things continue to arrive. The interior has exceeded the terms of its containment without breaking them, life accumulating within the structure, pressing at its boundaries from inside while something watches from without.
One flower faces outward. It has always faced outward. It will continue to do so, a little more, and a little more, for as long as the container holds.