“I don’t reproach the spring
for starting up again.
I can’t blame it
for doing what it must
year after year.
I know that my grief
will not stop the green.”
― Wisława Szymborska, View with a Grain of Sand: Selected Poems
Spring, pencil, oil crayons and watercolor on paper, 2024
2024
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“My home shall be open for the sun and the wind and the voices of the sea- like a Greek temple – and light, light, light everywhere!” Axel Munthe
Capri Villa San Michele, Tamara Jare, oil on canvas, 2021
Roman Statue in Park, Tamara Jare contemporary landscape painting, oil on canvas, 2021.
Roman citizen of Emona, Emonec, is gilded bronze statue dating back to the beginning of the 2nd century depicting a wealthy man wearing folded toga. The statue was part of sepulchral monument from the burial ground in front of the northern gate of Emona, now Ljubljana. The replica of Emonec is today located in Zvezda Park, near the Congress Square. The original is in the Slovenian National Museum.
Painting apple tree has been my wish for a while. There is a small apple tree just under my window, growing at the edge of the forest. It is a small one, not very young, growing somewhat under an angle trying to reach the sun perhaps. Not much of a tree really , it is even hard to spot it among some other smaller trees at the edge of the forest. Until the spring comes. Each year again the spring covers this little tree in hundreds of white, slightly pinkish blossoms, making it to appear almost as a smaller cloud of snowflakes dancing among early green leaves of the near by birch and spruce trees….
It is funny as I’ve been admiring this tree for so many springs but haven’t got any particular idea how to paint it. Until this time, as I was sitting instead of standing by the same window and as I’ve looked outside I’ve spotted the tree, this time under a different perspective. Which was that trigger that has made me see the tree as a painting to be…..
Spring trees in bloom have that symbolical meaning of rebirth, as they are born into each spring anew. And they also have a certain glow of delicate blossoms, almost illuminating the surroundings and that that gives hope….
Landscape painting Roman ruins of Ostia Antica is the recent painting series of mine. I’ve worked on it since the Covid- 19 pandemics has started and subsequently we got stuck in quarantine. What has started as reveries and remembering some travels at first, has become a much loved painting subject of me. I’ve loved history since I can remember, Roman history is a subject I could read about hours and hours. No doubt this has been part of the reason of my artistic diving in the scenography of ruins, silent witnesses of forgotten times. But then so many connotations have emerged while I’ve been studying the subject to work further on. One of those is certainly the fact that inhabitants of Ostia, like Romans, experienced many waves of malaria outbreaks. The 9th century A.D. outbreak of malaria in Ostia even left the city abandoned. Absolutely grateful for the vaccine and the fact we won’t need to leave our homes I still do think about the cyclical nature of the history, the fact that as humans we remain vulnerable even today. Which makes me wonder: What is going to stay…
Some Latin phrases:
Espice, adspice, prospice. / Look behind, look here, look ahead.
Vide et credere. / See and believe.
Verba volant, scripta manent. / Spoken words fly away, written words remain.
Quindquid latine dictum est, altum videtur. / Anything said in Latin sounds profound.
Aude sapere. / Dare to know.
Natura, artis magistra. / Nature, the mistress of art.
Qui scribit, bis legit. / Who writes, reads twice.
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