When I remember Capri I remember lemon trees. Blue, blue sky, azure sea and yellow, yellow lemons on the trees. Traveling to Anacapri with small bus was like swimming in blue color, light blue sky above our heads and darker green – blue sea filling the horizon under the narrow road. And all that blue was sporadically interrupted with vivid lemon yellow dots, ripe lemons were almost too heavy for the branches, it seemed like lemons were just to jump from the trees on the hill, just to catch the sun mirrored down in the sea…..
Capri lemons remain one of my most valued memories. Smell of freshly pressed lemons transfers me to Capri, lemon yellow color brings back that summer far ago…
Sunflowers Tamara Jare contemporary figurative painting original oil on canvas
Sunflowers, Tamara Jare : One of my last oil paintings that is closest to my heart are Sunflowers. I absolutely love Vincent van Gogh but despite my immense admiration of his work I can admit I was a bit into the cliche of making fun of sunflowers made by just anyone capable of holding brush in hand. There is an ocean of horrible sunflowers leaking trough internet and the last thing an artist would wish is to get sunk into a milliard of sunflowers that can barely bear the name of those terrific flowers. And yes, on the other hand there are many prestigious sunflower artworks that immediately make me think: These are so good it is impossible to paint them better, nothing more to add. From respect of those as from a fear to fall into the sunflower ocean mentioned above I’ve newer considered painting sunflowers a reality for me. Until this September. I’ve got a bouquet of sunflowers, and as I’ve put them in a vase I’ve remembered. I’ve remembered the garden I had with my friends, we would put sunflower seeds into the soil the very first year we started and since then each year there were sunflowers all over the place, each year more of them as all the seeds not eaten by birds developed in new and new plants. And we just let them grow, making jokes about our gardening skills, having more flowers as vegetables , but being so happy with all that beauty. And how great it was to come home from the garden with hands full of flowers, the most beautiful the sunflowers in late summer and early autumn. Then a spring came that was without garden, summer that was without flowers and autumn without sunflowers, only those in our hearts have remained quietly blooming in the memories of our friendship. The sunflowers I’ve put in a vase reminded me of those times, of my dear friends, of forgotten garden…I haven’t put the bouquet on the table but I’ve brought those warm yellow sunflowers to my studio,evoking memories of forgotten summers, friends chatting in the garden when there were already stars on the horizon, bringing sunflower bouquets home to warm our hearts… See the painting at: https://tamarajare.com/
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