The Eternal Question

To be out of norm is almost a must, rather a necessity for today’s artists. We need to have outrageous looks — green hair will always get the press’s attention; not to mention, to affect outrageous behavior. Well, is it necessary to perceive us and not so much our art? Is that what we want noticed? Said in a way! Where are my art lovers — or rather nowadays we would call them sponsors — who would selflessly support art before their own profit? Where are the modern Medici’s? When I roamed the narrow streets of old Firenze, I was waiting to cross my path with the Great Lorenzo Di Medici or the Pittis! You see, I was always a daydreamer.

My journey into the world of art started with the mum’s devotion to art and museums. Regardless of my tender age, I was dragged through all the major museums in Europe and a passion was born, which never let me go! Still I was always realistic enough to realize that I am by no means a Leonardo Da Vinca, who I admire as much as a painter, a sculptor and a visionary and who most unquestionably had a mind that was ahead of his time!

When I studied in Paris, I could not wait to get out of the classroom and roam the streets of Mont Martre, take the weight off my feet at Café de Flore and the Seine was witness to all my dreams! Oh yes, of course one of these days my paintings will hang in the Louve, no second thought on that score!

Well now, longer than I would like to remember, my paintings are still hanging on the walls of my house and also in some very prestigious places. Am I still day-dreaming? Most definitely I am, because otherwise no creativity will draw closer without leaving the beaten path of our thoughts. I am always very happy when my painting find and excellent home. It makes the pain of parting with them so much easier! When I sold my first painting I was in tears. My husband thought that It was an expression of pure joy. But boy! Oh boy! No way! I was terrified to part with my ‘baby’. To give away, even for good money, something which is coming out of your body and soul was much harder than I ever imagined. So, I  collected some paintings, well most of my paintings which are hanging in my home, as ‘The Artist's Collection’ which are not for sale! I just cannot live without them. What a rotten struggling artist am I?

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