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August bouquet

Aug 12, 2019

August is the time when summer turns toward warmer colors,preparing for autumn to come. There is still all that colorfulness in the air. Garden is as a big bouquet on its own. But all the colors are, little by little, loosing the sharpness of early summer, when all the promises were still in the air. Second half of the summer bears with it that certainty of coming September, ripe apples, end of summer holidays and fall colors of the trees… I loved painting that simple perception of the tranquility and transience of an August late afternoon, of the colorful flowers from the garden, off all the yellows of the summer days caught in a glimpse of a bouquet I made for the vintage glass vase. I wanted to get that feeling of trembling summer light, warm as summer can be, catching the viewer in the vertigo of August colors, just to make him remember it was a hot summer day……

Bouquet no. XVI

Jul 31, 2019

Bouquet no. XVI , some reflections

I still work hard on capturing the subtle moment of a gaze. A moment when I feel trembling of the summer light among the petals of a flower. When a small reflection on the porcelain vase reminds me there have been summers like this. When I know there will be colors like today, this tiny little flower will be reborn next July again,and the sky will be as blue as today. But newer again there won’t be that feeling I have today, never again there won’t be that mingling of the late afternoon summer light like it is today at that hour of the late July afternoon……. Analyzing the croquis of all those feelings, using all the colors, brushstrokes I could to catch them, I decided to title this work in a numerical way, building an archive of captured moments ordered in a sort of a scientific way, Bouquet no. XVI ,just to save them in an unpredictable, visual way…

Capri lemons

Jul 19, 2019

Lemons, contemporary still life, oil on canvas

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…