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Everything you can imagine is real.”
― Pablo Picasso
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Michael Rose Fine Art (@michaelroseart) Tweeted: Day 12 of works from my Social Distancing International #VirtualExhibtion is this gorgeous landscape by @tamarajare! Read my reflection on it on Instagram: https://t.co/hX2oXlLk6U https://t.co/iXHJse81ju https://twitter.com/michaelroseart/status/1266494033020493826?s=20
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May bouquet, painted obviously in May, in the spring of 2020, that has changed so profoundly the world we know. Yet, no matter what, the spring does come each year.
Each year makes me particularly happy to see our old garden phyladelphus is starting to bloom. Sweet scent of hundreds white little stars wraps up the garden, sun is getting warmer and in a couple of days first purple iris-es open, usually accompanied by the roses.
I guess each gardener will recognize that feeling one gets just after picking the fresh flowers to make a bouquet. Bringing all those flowers inside, one needs to find a vase big enough to display all the colors just brought in. And as you put the bouquet on the table to watch the flowers closely, even, so to say, with an inner eye, then you can see the spring avakening, bursting and flowering after a long winter. Looking closer it seems almost like flowers are dancing, moving around each other, just to reach sky and to blossom into the spring. It is a sort of vertigo like feeling. Remembering when the last spring took part one gets almost absorbed into all the colors and patterns of nature bursting into spring again.
So here it is, my May bouquet. Please, have a close look at the flowers from my garden and feel the vertigo of all the colors of a new spring……
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Bouquet, mixed media on paper, painted after a real bouquet. I’ve picked the flowers from my garden, May irises, pink roses and branches of jasminum with white star-like blossoms, just to make this colorful bouquet. Bouquet for me, Claude Monet says: ”I must have flowers, always, and always.”
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Online exibition : Social Distancing International Virtual Exhibition has just opened, so to say, its doors. Organized by Michael Rose Fine Art in response to time of social distancing and facing new global realities of corona pandemy the show presents thirty international artists. I am thrilled to participate in this art show for more than a couple of reasons.
First, this is a juried international art show and it is a great honor for me to be part of it. Basically it is true that an artist knows, or should know, when his work is good , just good or excellent. And even recognizing a piece just made as a bad one it still means nothing more as that the show has to go on, meaning work must go on. Better piece is definitely a moment of satisfaction, but then always something new to accomplish awaits and challenges an artist. And from that point of view getting recognition from outside means the show will go on, yes, for sure, but it also means: hey there is something in your work somebody likes. And, lets be honest, this means a lot. So, yes, juried international art show is a great thing for self consciousness of an artist.
Second, Michael Rose is a professional in the field. I don’t want to sound pretentious but as an emerging artist I do use social platforms intensively. I am grateful for the technology making it possible for me to connect with the potential customers, galleries, curators, art advisors, art dealers across the globe. But, oh my, am I also tired of non professional attempts, people stealing my time or even trying to get me into art- scam bussiness. So, yes, working with a professional is a huge relief I am grateful for.
Third, covid epidemy has hit us quite hard. Living in Slovenia it means we got quarantine quite early and the rules were rather strict. With Italian Bergamo and its tragedy less than 200 km away from our border it was no doubt things were serious. Our life turned upside down in a matter of days. I will never forget my friend from Rome urging me to buy food and toilet paper in advance. There had been times the two of us discussed italian fashion shops and suddenly we were briefing each other about the time spent in queue in front of the grocery shop. Yes, we actally were lucky ones, we could stay at home, in social isolation, battling, so to say, in our living rooms, skyping and zooming friends. Yet there was certain amount of anxiety in the air. Listening the news had become a ritual and reading about the virus almost a must. But the creative part of me did have a thoughter time as one could assume. Creating art means escaping into universe far away, it feels like travelling different lands and it really can be a relieve in hard times. But there is a hint, to start that journey of creative process it helps to be perfectly calm. No bad covid news needed. So from that point of view the Michael Rose Fine Art open call was a sort of relief, it helped a bit to embark that creativity flight and work hard for a goal. For that goal also meant the isolation should once end….
And fourth: this is my ever first online exibition! This spring I am participating on art show in my home town, too, but it has been postponed due to corona pandemic. Which I hear is the case with so many recent exibitions over the world. We all know the technology is able to support us to work from afar, to connect across the globe, so it basically shouldn’t be a surprise art shows are going virtual in time of pandemic. I personally believe the post pandemic landscape will be much more technological, virtual, as we can assume now. But this is not for the good, not for the bad. It is just a matter of type of communication. Yet, which does matter, and which I sincerely do hope that is growing before our eyes, is a new paradigm of communication in the art world. Where it would be possible to connect with the like minded art minds, galleries, art collectors, artists across the globe, making a big step across the social, political, economic, racial, gender barriers separating us now. I hope the pandemic art would teach us how to surpass those boundaries to remain close to the only thing that matters: good art. I see this art show as a step towards that goal.
At the end, let me finish with a quote from the official online exibition introduction:
“The goal of this exhibition is purely to bring together an exciting grouping of diverse work presented in a digital space.” Michael Rose
Please have a look at the exibition here,
Thank you,
Tamara
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Visiting Ostia Antica, archeological site near Rome, I got stuck with the strong experience. Walking down the streets of the town extinct centuries ago I felt like the ruins were in a way still communicating with us, visitors from today. Tranquility of the noon was full of bright colors under the blue sky. Only crickets interrupted summer heat, singing the same old song since ancient times. And it almost seemed like some Roman inhabitants might come out from the old house, going to visit the neighbors.
Staying in isolation this spring, some of those memories from Rome have returned to me. I’ve kept asking myself , how fragile our lives, our civilization are….What is staying behind us when we are all gone one day?Would there be a visitor wandering ruins of our civilization? Having those thoughts I’ve got the certain feeling that the light, colors might even then be just the same as they are now and as they have been centuries ago…..And this assumption of at least light and colors not changing have brought me some sort of calm in the times of isolation….
My paintings collection made in the time of isolation:
Update:
Happy to announce a painting from this series has been chosen for a juried international art show Social Distancing International Virtual Exhibition by Michael Rose Fine Art. Browse the exibition and check which artwork from the Ostia Antica series is participating 😉
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Viburnum, more accurately the snow ball bush, is among the spring bloomers in the garden. Each year I can hardly wait for its round blossoms in form of small snow balls. Odorless, they would appear almost apple green at the beginning and day by day they turn more and more white. It can be the spring summer light, of their botanical properties, I don’t know, but the viburnum blossoms finally turn out crisp white, like snow, contrasting the blue April or May skies. Even the end of blossoming period is spectacular, milliards of small white patches cover the grass beneath the bush, appearing as fresh snow falling down from nowhere.
My Viburnum bouquet painting is just one more from the painting series “From my window”. For as new blossoms appear in the garden I have to pick them for a vase, just to take the bouquet to my painting studio. And later I always find myself painting them. Which I love doing, I have to admit. Especially as it turns out it is not just still life painting depicting nature morte per se. No, on the contrary, it always is much more. Basically it appears to be a sort of a visual diary, mirroring the feelings of the day. There are days when skies seem dark blue, there are days when sky appears almost greenish and there are days with small white cumulus-es over the almost turquoise painted sky. And always all those colors reflect to color the flowers on my table near the window. Which is rather interesting as it’s always been assumed blossoming flowers have their own colors. Yes, they do, to a certain extent, but majority of colors painting a bouquet would always come from the sky and from the sun and from the greenery of the hills seen from my window. Which all, consequently appear to be the colors of the mood of the day. So you can see all those colors in my painting Viburnum. Crisp white blossoms resembling snow balls are white, yes. But they are also extremely full of colors, colors of the sky, garden, hills. Just all the colors I love so much I have to paint them day after day. For the world is a miracle to see!
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By the Window, oil on canvas painting was made this spring. I’ve visited an old building, quiet a special place. A window with white curtains was opened in the kitchen, sipping first spring sunlight into a rather dark place. And the flowers on the old blue table seemed even brighter, sending joy of spring into modest hose…….