let’s talk about love

Amor, private collection

Here we are, in the midst of the frigid temperatures, celebrating love. Amor, ljubav, Liebe, agapi, amore, ai, dragoste, amour..Because that is what we humans do, we fail and suffer, but then we dream and we hope. And then we do. We put ideas in motion and abstraction to action. We promise to cherish and we take care. When touched by the better angels of our nature - we create beauty and harmony. Despite everything.

This past week had me open my art studio to the public for the first time after a long time. This coming week I’m looking forward to establish once again more regular pattern of opening. My huge gold and black abstract tryptic is waiting to be varnished, as do a few other pieces. A bald, nude woman, splashed with red squirts of paint is also currently on my easel and she makes me very happy. Come over to see what else is happening in my studio; times will be advertised on my social media posts.

why i hate blogging

I don’t read blogs. Who cares.

But I’ve been told numerous times how beneficial they are for the website SEO rankings and my miserable website reach made me do it.

I have no desire or idea what to write about and honestly, spare yourself a trouble and don’t bother.

Unless your sensibility truly resonates with my art. Then, occasionally swing over and see what’s happening here and there - in my art studio and around it. I can’t promise you will like my writing, I know I will not and will likely struggle with it. But, I will give it an honest try in trying to explain where I come from.

My lovely art studio was mostly abandoned throughout January, but hopefully February will bring it back to life. I plan to start going there daily again as soon as possible. A few paintings waiting there to be signed, varnished and uploaded, and many new ideas popping to my mind.

As someone said, ‘In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer’ seems a quite appropriate quote for this very moment.

To the new beginnings.