Posted in art,poetry,writing on September 25, 2013| Leave a Comment »
As I leaf through the MIT Art/ Architecture/Visual Arts Catalogue on a street cafe…wanting everything in there -time above all- and everything in general, by default.
look up sometimes
shine with the splendour of a thousand Suns
there are many ways, this is just one.
Posted in art, Calabria Diaries, Drawing, Poetry, sketching, Watercolor, Writing, tagged Calabria, Calalunga, drawings, end of summer, figs, Fisherman's shack., graphite, la Baracca del Bucaniere, sketches, Watercolor on September 18, 2013| 2 Comments »
La Baracca del Bucaniere - Fisherman's Shack - The Kitchen. Graphite and watercolor. Calabria, Italia. September 18, 2013.
Black and White Figs. Graphite and watercolor. Calabria, Italia. September 18, 2013.
The fastest drawings, right before leaving.
So many watercolor sheets to fill, and beautiful travel magazines to cut up for my collages.
I had to leave them behind and go…
Until another summer.
Posted in Calabria Diaries, Drawing, sketchbook, sketching, Watercolor, tagged baracca, Bucaniere, Calalunga, Drawing, Graphote, sketch, Watercolor on September 17, 2013| 1 Comment »
La Baracca del Bucaniere, Cucina. Graphite. Calabria, Italia, 2013
Few days ago I started this drawing, which I am hoping to finish in the morning. It’s time to pack and head back to my California.
I take with me many images, sounds, voices, messages…my metaphysical bag is always full after such extended trips to Italy, my home.
As a promise of things to come, I have been working the past few days on many posts that will feature the work of my father, my father the fisherman, painter, drawer, sculptor and designer.
My rugged, difficult, wonderful, talented father.
Then I have few posts on Calabria, my beloved and challenged Southern Italian region- sorting through three years of photos has been both grueling and rewarding.
Lastly, dispatches from my travels to Buffalo, New York City and Santa Fe.
The whole organizing effort has been quite the task.
This is the price for not posting enough this summer ;/
I always like to alternate drawings and artifacts to photography, so I offer today this humble work in progress which will become a watercolor.
Yesterday I was talking about sketchbloom to my friend Annamaria, who is a an apothecary with a lovely herbal store (erboristeria) in my little Southern Italian town.
Her store is called Radice Nuova or
New Root.
I was telling her that the days I do not share and make my art I feel I am neglecting a fundamental part of me…
‘as though you are not watering the plant’, she finished my sentence.
In fact, behind the stage, in darkness and silence, seeds are growing and blooming…thoughts and ideas are taking roots. Philosophy lessons, Japanese pillow books. Russian classics, Italian troubadours of the anarchic 60’s…this is the water I have been drinking this summer.
And time, alone and together, time for many coffees with my father, time for night yoga by the sea, full moon, with my mother, time to pick figs and grapes, time to work and to rest, time to spend with beautiful friends of youth and the soul, family time with my people, time to fish, time to swim and soak, meditate, in the sun, time to write, think and renew, time to listen to Italian music and reconnect to my roots, time to love hard, time to read.
Time to finally have time.
Always time that processes, metabolizes and purifies..time that brings strength and clarity.
Above all, I am thankful for the time this summer to be, think, live like an artist, to make and organize art, storing things for the winter of the soul.
Leaving California is exciting, especially when I get to use my passport, but returning, having filled my eyes, mind and spirit elsewhere, always means new beginnings.
I travel to remember (Southern California is light, has neither memory nor regret…nothing like the weight of the past felt in Italy), and return to forget
— and live in the Now.
I always said it,
the year starts in September.
Posted in art,poetry,writing on September 12, 2013| 2 Comments »
Posted in art, Calabria Diaries, Photography, Writing, tagged boat, night, night fishing, Photography, Sea on September 8, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Posted in art, Calabria Diaries, Drawing, Painting, Poetry, Watercolor, Writing, tagged birthday flowers, charcoal, Drawing, graphite, Grumbacher all-purpose paper., mom, Watercolor on September 7, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Today is my mom’s birthday, she didn’t want me to buy flowers, so I painted her some…
Posted in Architectural Photography, Architecture, art, Calabria Diaries, Photography, tagged baracca, Calalunga, Drawing, Fisherman's shack., graphite on paper, Il Bucaniere, sketching on September 5, 2013| 3 Comments »
Posted in Architecture, art, Calabria Diaries, Digital Collage, Digital Manipulation, Photography, Poetry, Writing, tagged night photography, night sky, stars over the mediterrenean on September 4, 2013| 2 Comments »
Photograph, digital manipulation. Calabria, Italia. August 2013.
Posted in art,poetry,writing on September 3, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Violetta. Ink on paper. Calabria, Italia, September 1, 2013.
Digital manipulation on HTC One phone, done with my new [ : D ] Sensu brush for touch screens.
Image courtesy of pcmag.com
Posted in art, Digital Manipulation, Drawing, Ernest Hemingway, Poetry, Writing, tagged digital manipulation, Drawing, Hemingway, honesty, ink on paper, mea culpa, photoshop, portrait, sketch, tradigital drawing, writing on September 2, 2013| 4 Comments »
Ink on Hand Book paper and digital manipulation. Berkeley, California, 2010.
Sometimes it takes finding a portrait you do not remember drawing….a sketch you do not immediately recognize as your own- yet find intriguing and technically correct, to remind you you are an artist, you can do these things.
You, in fact, do these things- it is your work, a beloved toil- your ink on paper is like rubber on the road for others.
Days with no art are never complete, nor true – or honest, as Papa Hemingway would say.
I can’t help but thinking one should not need such reminders….
Posted in art, Digital Manipulation, Photography, tagged digital retouching, Dreams, photographs, visions, what dreams look like on September 1, 2013| 2 Comments »
What happens in dreams. Digital manipulation. August 2013.
What happens in dreams II. Digital manipulation. August 2013.
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