Paying a visit to Paul Cézanne.

My own interpretation of Mount Sainte-Victoire.

My own interpretation of Mount Sainte-Victoire.

It was a long overdue visit.  I had admired Mount Sainte-Victoire, and area, for a few years already.  I had never made the time to stop and look around the place the famous painter, Paul Cézanne, called home.  This year I changed that.

Mount Sainte-Victoire is situated in Aix Provence, south of France.  Aix Provence in itself, is a city with a significant historical and cultural background.  To date, it hosts a number of art festivals.  One can fill up an entire stay just going to concerts and dance shows!  Yet, this past week I have managed to stay away from “distractions” to fulfill my dream of stepping into the life of one of my favorite painters.

Cézanne’s route, or road D17, is a small countryside road that takes you to the artist’s favorite painting places.  The hikes and drive are pleasant.  Mount Sainte-Victoire can be seen always.  Yet seeing this landmark all the time gave me an insight into the Cézanne’s obsession with this mountain.  Its beauty unveils with every turn and every angle.

Cézanne’s route however beautiful it may be, cannot top the experience I lived today while visiting the painter’s home.  Although reconstructed, Cézanne’s atelier still injects a healthy dose of inspiration and admiration.  Perhaps these two things cannot be found in the objects within the walls of the house, but in the mere thought of being able to stand in the very room that saw the birth of very many great paintings.

Words cannot describe how honored and privileged I feel now that I have finally had the chance to visit Cézanne beloved home.  I leave Aix Provence inspired!

On the way to Cézanne's atelier

On the way to Cézanne’s atelier.

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Finding my way through town.

Stepping into the artist's life.

Stepping into the artist’s life.

Cézanne's house from the garden.

Cézanne’s house from the garden.

Cézanne's mountain.

Cézanne’s mountain.

One of the artist's paintings of the mountain.

One of the artist’s paintings of the mountain.

My own interpretation of Mount Sainte-Victoire.

My own interpretation of Mount Sainte-Victoire.

Flowers on Cézanne's garden

Flowers on Cézanne’s garden.

Cézanne's garden.

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New faces

I am sure there are numbers of reasons why it is good to have plenty of people like your facebook page, but for me, having a new follower on my page doesn’t just give me joy, but a great excuse to get down and dirty.  That is, with my tools and clay, of course!

For those who don’t know what I am going on about, I have been working on this collection of small clay faces.  Each face represents a fan, hence each has a name.  Overall, they make up a big and ongoing project I have called, you guessed it:  facebook.

I see my facebook collection grow bigger and bigger with time.  Materializing a number on my facebook/computer screen really gives me an idea of the support and appreciation my fans have for the work I do.  To me, each face represents a person who believes in me.  Words cannot describe how proud (and responsible) that makes me feel!  Yet to cut it short, I can tell you that a new like gives meaning to my long working hours.  A new like encourages me to keep on going!

Below are some of the few pictures I’ve taken during the making of the collection, Facebook – to get back into the main topic, which is the clay faces!  I typically use clay with rough crashed stones, but because these sculptures are so small, I have chosen to use a softer kind of clay.

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Though, I must say that no work is ever done in my studio unless I have my tools at hand…or in my hair!

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AND sculptures are never considered finished unless you cook them in the oven.  For now I have my faces drying out in my studio.

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As for the moral of this story:  although LIKES are like kisses and handshakes (in the real world), don’t be shy to give a like to a page or product you like.  The receiver surely values your appreciation and time! 🙂

The toymaker: a painting about God, gender, or just creation?

Toy maker

I love art, and when say that, I don’t only mean I love creating it.  I also love to come into contact with fellow artists and their work.
I saw the “toymaker” a year or so after meeting Ronnie Matthey, the painter.  The work of this overly enthusiastic, easy going artist caught my attention that weekend of the New artist fair, in the city of London.  Her work then, reminded me of those of Edgar Degas; they were very French influenced and with many ballet objects.

However, the “toymaker” is one of the many new symbolistic and intriguing works Ronnie has been working on since the day I last saw her.

There are many interesting pieces in her collection but the “toymaker,” in particular, appeals to me greatly because at first glance, it depicts its title perfectly:  a toymaker making his toys.  Yet, looking closely, the irony of a wooden toymaker making real-like toys makes the viewer ponder about creation.  Who is creating who and what, and is the painting at all, about the characters we see, or do we look beyond them?  Could the painter be questioning, instead, inequality issues between the sexes.  After all, the toy is female and the creator, male.  Or could this painting may be representing a contemporary interpretation of our own origins, the creation of Eve?

I tend to believe the toymaker questions creation more than who is creating who or why.  After all, who can say for certain, we aren’t all wooden guided puppets?

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My cranky old face!

I probably had the same look on my face, the one grandma always had when she came face to face with a PC, more confused than ever.  I went blank when I heard her asked, “it doesn’t work on my phone, do you have a mobile website?” Say, what?!

I learned then that the cyber world I thought I knew had already changed! I am not talking about years, but months, since I last launched my so-called modern website! So it is. Nevertheless, I am not too old to keep up! :p

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My best advice, build your website with HTML5. It works on iPad, android, iPhones, and PCs. Have a lovely day, and thanks for reading!

Dolomiti di Brenta

My heart was beating to full capacity.  Nasty thoughts were invading my head…why on earth had I not decided to stay down the village?  Why was I torturing my legs this way?  Hiking up with dangling things on my feet (actual name…rackets) felt like an agony.  I was walking up to Monte Spinale, all the way down from Madonna di Campiglio.  The plan sounded feasible, after all, I have hiked over 400m elevation before, and without a problem!

As I approached the last turn before hitting flat land, I took a quick glance at what seemed, rocks protruding from the ground.  The Dolomites, like a male great tit in a courtship display, swelled its peaks to deviate my attention from my pain and discomfort.  Suddenly, I felt in paradise.  The Dolomites of Brenta are the most breathtaking mountains I have ever seen.

In the bitter cold I took my camera out to catch a bit of the beauty I was lucky to contemplate.  How lucky we are to live in this beautiful planet, don’t you agree?

As I approached the last turn...

As I approached the last turn…

Mountains getting bigger

Mountains getting bigger

And bigger

And bigger

Closed and personal

Closed and personal

Dolomiti di  Brenta from far and away

Dolomiti di Brenta from far and away

La mucca al pascolo

There she was.  At last I had found the one.  Although she was not my soul-mate, she was simply, my ultimate and most desirable “subject.”  And what a subject she was!

I have heard her bell not far from the medieval arched bridge, exiting Puntid, in the Calnegia valley.  I felt absurd, chasing the sound of cow bells.  Like the hide and seek game, I was obsessed with trying to figure out where the sound came from.  After all, I was already there, on top of the Foroglio Falls.  My mission was clear.  I had to capture in pencil the biggest oxymoron ever created by me:  a cute beast…a live cow!

I slowly moved in to sit as close as I could to the one cow that caught my eye.  As she chewed her never ending meal, I quickly grabbed my acrylics and started painting.  It was all good till the beast decided she had had enough.  “I’ve been hit, something hurts!”  My body sprang into action.  In a split of a second, I saw myself jump behind a boulder, paints and paper in hand.  I was bleeding and feeling like I had just walked into a nightmare!

Once the bruises and shock subsided, I came down the mountain a happy woman.

To say that “the mucca al pascolo,” is my most special piece of art is an under statement!  Nevertheless, I think I will stick to painting landscapes over moving, live, subjects.

The grazing cow

The grazing cow

Art International Zurich

“Your work has been accepted,” were the only words passing through my (tired) brain, the day I discovered the jurors in the Art International Zurich had approved my application to participate in the 16th international art fair they are having this year.  I was over the moon!

Every Autumn, galleries and independent artists from all over the world, like migrating birds, make their way to one of the most important and beautiful cities in Switzerland:  Zurich.  The Congress Hall will house a wide range of contemporary artworks which have been carefully selected by its very own committee.  Exhibiting my work along work of other talented individuals in the heart of the historic centre of Zurich has me feeling very accomplished!

What contents me the most about this event is that I will be representing, through my paintings, the beautiful place I call home:  Ticino.  Without its stunning mountains, historical cities, history, and forests, I think I wouldn’t create the art I create!

The Art International Zurich is open to everyone with a passion for culture and the Arts.  “Reflections of Ticino,” and “Ticino through my window,” will both be displaying on the main floor of the hall, stand K27.

Some of the work in display are:

A series of reflections of the city of castles:  Bellinzona.

A series of reflections of the city of castles: Bellinzona.

Val Verzasca's favorite spot, ponte dei salti.  A reflection of it, on the river's rapids.

Val Verzasca’s favorite spot, ponte dei salti. A reflection of it, on the river’s rapids.

The very famous painting of the reflection of San Pietro and the promenade of Ascona.

The very famous painting of the reflection of San Pietro and the promenade of Ascona.

Morcote's promenade.  Image selected for the Art International Zurich catalogue.

Morcote’s promenade. Image selected for the Art International Zurich catalogue.

An interpretation of a little port, in Gandria, leading to lake Lugano at night.

An interpretation of a little port, in Gandria, leading to lake Lugano at night.

A little rustico (house made out of Ticinese stones) in Bosco Gurin in the winter time.

A little rustico (house made out of Ticinese stones) in Bosco Gurin in the winter time.

The typical local fruit in the area of Ticino:  Castagne.

The typical local fruit in the area of Ticino: Castagne.

The place I call home, and its beautiful houses looked from above.

The place I call home, and its beautiful houses looked from above.

If you are in the area and want to say hello, please visit ART INTERNATIONAL ZURICH for more information.  I hope to see you there!!!

Life within a flower vase…

A plant full of life in my sketchbook.

A plant full of life in my sketchbook.

The sunflowers of Ticino reminded me today, of my favorite artist, Van Gogh. He undeniably painted the most sticking, live and dead, sunflowers portraits.

To me, the most interesting aspect of Van Gogh paintings were not his subjects, but his own interpretation of life. Fresh sunflowers lift our spirits up, not because of their bright colors, but because they are alive. The opposite can be said about tired sunflowers that patiently await death in an empty vase. There, between the stench of rotten mold and death, lies an important reminder that life is truly short.

In honor of such truth, and wonderful flower painter, I filled in another page in my sketch book. My drawing is about life. It is a about a simple, plumped up, yet full of life plant that reminded today, to live life to the fullest!

The day “Morning coffee” is gone…

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It is time to say goodbye to yet another piece of art created by my very own hands.

The sale of “Morning Coffee” brings joy and sadness all at the same time. This funny feeling does not end at the shaking of hands/dried ink sort of speak. Next week I’m putting the series down and I’m preparing myself to experience both joy and sadness simultaneously.

The memories of hot summer afternoons, overlooking the tranquil waters of Lake Maggiore, sitting under the shade of trees older than history…all those things is what “Morning coffee” is to me.  The three, 1m x 0.70m canvases covered with all sort of patterns recreate the most beloved and visited spot of Ticino:  The piazza of Ascona.  To call the piazza of Ascona “popular” is an understatement.  Every sort of gathering happens in this piazza.  In the past, women are said to have come to the piazza’s shore to do some laundry, but I personally believe there was more chatting and little washing.  It’s in the nature of this spectacular piazza.  It seduces you to leave all shores behind you.  You can’t help but feel the need to love life as you see the peace and the beauty of the lake and its surrounding mountains.

This magical aspect, the one I discovered while sipping the so many latte macchiatos I’ve had at the piazza, is what I hoped to capture in my 3 paintings.  I seem not to be alone thinking I have succeeded in recreating a “happy feel” as soon as one lays eyes on these 3 paintings.

Here is a „last look“ at Morning coffee.  What is the end to long hours of work is a new beginning for yet other amazing paintings of this piazza.  And that’s the joyful part of selling art.  Thank you client!

 

Morning coffee 1.

Morning coffee 1.

Morning coffee 2.

Morning coffee 2.

Morning coffee 3

Morning coffee 3

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Locarno Film Festival

Watching a film under an open sky, enclosed within the walls of the beautiful buildings surrounding the stony piazza grande, Locarno, is an experience, residents and visitors alike, look forward to enjoying every summer.

The excitement of magical warm nights in the piazza Grande, is not confined to this famous square. Not at all. Everyone is celebrating and honoring human creativity, Art, and cultural richness through different talks, events, and workshops.

This is why I’m so excited to announce that I will be joining in the celebration! I will be hosting a series of Ticinese aperitifs not only to honor Ticinese art, but also Ticinese culture.

I must say that preparing for these events is a lot of hard work, but also lots of fun. Looking for the best Ticinese ingredients for the aperitifs has taken me down the road of discovery. I’ve learned a thing or two about the delicious Ticinese salametto, and have come to believe the best cheese in town comes from a lonely wooden shed along an isolated road up to some isolated valley.

What’d be better than a starry night to watch a good film, you’d ask? A Ticinese aperitif at Perdomo Artworks, I’d say!

About the events:

What?
A ticinese aperitif, with local artist Carmen Perdomo.

When?

11, 12, and 13 of August, 2014. From 09:00 till 13:00.

Where?

Perdomo Artworks, @ Contrada Maggiore 6, 6612 Ascona.

How?

Free entrance; you just need to show up!

If you come by bus: take bus number 1 towards Ascona. Take bus stop in front of police station. Walk direction of the Post Office. Continue by foot on Via borgo. Turn left on Contrada Maggiore. Turn right on Passaggio San Pietro. Bus ticket is about 3 chf.

If you prefer to walk it: from Piazza grande, walk towards the Visconteo Castle, pass the underpass (big roundabout) and continue towards Via della Moretina. Pass the bridge and continue towards Ascona. Walk towards the Post office, continue on Via Borgo. Turn left on Contrada maggiore. Turn right at Passaggio San Pietro.

Why?
Enhance your film festival experience by seeing on canvas, some Ticinese landscapes. Eat, and drink Ticinese local produce. Meet people with same interests. Connect, share, and discover art and culture.

I look forward to meeting you!