There are two things I like doing the most: travelling new places, meeting friends, and painting in my studio. Unfortunately I like painting much more. Unfortunately, as it is quite harder and sometimes people don’t get I just need that loneliness in my studio. Yet, it is right in the studio, painting, when I can travel the most beautiful landscapes across the space and time. Like painting this canvas in the yellow, red and blue: still remember getting a set of three oil crayons from Talens, as about 5 years old girl: yellow, turquoise and red. Pure happiness holding these three colors in my hand as a kid has remained in my heart till today and painting this canvas has brought back all these memories……
Still Life with Violet and Lemon is my new painting, oil on canvas. Love the dark violet hues of the flower, reflecting blues from the sky and reddish stems with dark green leaves.S ky was blue and vibrant colors trembled as I set the still life to paint…..
It’s been one of those mornings, when light is bright and garden is still calm, like enveloped in the mist of the night just passed and the blossoms of colorful flowers appear after the dark of the night to celebrate the day. Complete solitude is needed to enter the code of color world, walking down the garden feels like entering trough portals of eternal beauty. Picking flowers for a bouquet is a meditative task and as I’ve been picking the first peonies of the season I’ve remembered how happy I’ve been planting these pale pink peonies and how long have I waited before thy started to blossom. Their sweet scent of early summer each June gives me joy and makes me want to paint them in all their gorgeous beauty, so fragile and short lived, but year after year appearing in the corner of the garden, near a small Japanese maple.
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As mentioned before, I had a wonderful privilege of not only having the most noble hearted, intelligent and warm person possible as my mother, but also having a possibility to grow up in an art studio, learning from one of the best artists of her generation, my mother. It was childhood filled with art. My first books were art monographs. Since the early age I was encouraged to explore the world of literature, painting, sculpture, music. I still remember artists, intellectuals visiting our home, having debates about art. Already as a young girl I saw almost all art exhibition openings in the town. And am grateful for that. But there is also something else I’ve seen. I’ve seen too many quasy friends of my mother taking her artworks home but forgetting to pay. Or wearing Gucci’s and claiming they need the already friendly price of the painting to be lowered. Or “borrowing “art just for an occasion and forgetting to bring it back. Or taking it for granted to get a portrait even before starting to write an article, art criticism or arrange an exhibit. But even so couldn’t imagine which happened today! Acclaimed art critic came today, almost ten years after my late mother’s death, to our home, to tell us he would like to have my mums artwork as supposedly she once said she might consider giving him a painting for an article, which of course has never been written. COMPLETELY IN SCHOCK all I can say now is, in name of my late mother, in my personal name, IN NAME OF ALL THE ARTISTS : TO MAKE AN ARTWORK ONE NEEDS TALENT, TIME, HARD WORK, PERSEVERATION, DETERMINATION, VISION, CREATIVITY, NOT TO MENTION ART STUDIO AND ART MATETIALS HAVE TO BE PAID. THEREFORE ONLY PRIMITIVE IGNORANTS CAN ASSUME IT IS NORMAL OR SELF UNDERSTANDABLE TO GET ARTWORKS FOR NOTHING!!! THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING THIS SIMPLE FACT!!!!
Blue jug was waiting to be painted, so to say. Forgotten on a shelf in the garden shed, even don’t remember who brought it there. I came by, with some flowers from the garden, as a ray of light uncovered its blue color. One of those moments when a painting is born. Or almost born. For then comes painting. Getting frustrating when the picture in the memory or in the subconsciousness waits to be transferred on the canvas, jet the painting proceeds slowly. This time I even had to wait a certain amount of time, just wasn’t able to proceed in the right direction. Done some studies, thinking for a certain amount of time about the colors, even at some distant places. And then the idea came. I was able to finish this still life just the way I’ve intended to. It is a small oil painting on linen, but I am more than confident about it. Blu jug and colorful flowers, a reminiscence of the abundance of late summer with its warm colors and the feeling, that fall is coming soon.
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