Flowering Trees
Flowering Trees, Tamara Jare, oil on canvas, 2024
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Flowering Trees, Tamara Jare, oil on canvas, 2024
From My Studio, Tamara Jare. oil on canvas, 2024
“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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Weary of all who come with words, words but no language
I make my way to the snow-covered island.
The untamed has no words.
The unwritten pages spread out on every side!
I come upon the tracks of deer in the snow.
Language but no words.
Tomas Tranströmer: From March 1979
Spruce in Snow, oil on canvas, 2023
Still Life from my Studio is my new canvas. It has been a rather dark cloudy morning, so I have decided to set up this cheerful still life just to bring some colors to my studio. Some red tomatoes, three onions, a pomegranate, a pear and an orange, and a blue glass vase contrasting the empty gilded wooden frame. And my brushes in a Japanese vase with some green decor. Which has this time interested me more than the color scheme has been the empty space. The equilibrium between what has been told and what holds the composition in the space. The eternal juxtaposition between the white color and all the colors of the day.
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Time of Peonies, oil on canvas, 2021
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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