Al Noor Mosque

Have you ever had the urge to go back to a place where you’ve left unfinished business?

Inspiration called me this morning to head up to Sharjah, to finally put an end to what seemed to be my obsession since last Friday night.  The Friday, when for the first time, I managed to get myself into a taxi and said:

“To Sharjah!”

“Where exactly, Ms.?”  Asked the driver.

“I don’t know…drive me in that direction till I say stop.”  “Please.”  Smile.

That warm evening while on Corniche Street, I noticed Al Noor mosque with the most amazing sunset kissing its roof good-bye for the night.   The white walls were stained orange and I knew that’d be only for a brief moment.  I cried out:  “this is my stop, thanks!”

Al Noor mosque

The sunset on Al Noor mosque

I knew then, I’ve made a big mistake for leaving my watercolors at home….till this morning.

I found myself again, sitting on the spot where I had admired the beauty of this structure.  Looking for shade, I sat on a bench.  I was in the place I wanted to be.  I was once again outdoors, fascinated by the many wonders of the place I now call home.

 

Getting ready to sketch

Getting ready to sketch and do some watercolor painting

 

The end result of my study….

 

Al Noor mosque

Al Noor mosque, watercolor.

And the final touch….

 

Artist signature

The artist’s signature

My new work:

A further view.

A little girl happily floating on lake Maggiore.

Literally, fresh from the oven, my new work which combines little sculptures with oil painted backgrounds, are pieces many say: “haven’t seen before.”  A friend elegantly puts it:  “the scenery is not extraordinary, but the emotions these pieces steer, are very complex and meaningful.”

A young boy writing on sand.

A young boy writing on sand.

A closer look.

A closer look.

Close up

Close up

My new works are representations of scenarios I have seen in my very own town, Ascona, Switzerland.  They are of kids enjoying themselves on the shores of lake Maggiore; some are playing on the sand, some are writing on the sand, some contemplate life purely by floating on the lake, and looking at the small waves of the water.

Three kids playing on sand and digging a hole in it.

Three kids playing on sand and digging a hole in it.

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A boy sitting on a small port overlooking his reflection.

A boy sitting on a small port overlooking his reflection.

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Top view

Top view

The details.

The details.

Top view

Top view

Joy is where you least expect it…in my work, joy comes from the most simplest scenarios.

Visiting my paintings at “La Rocca,” and Ronco sopra Ascona

The entrance of La Rocca.

Hotel La Rocca, Ronco sopra Ascona.

If you are not from Ticino, or nearby area, you would brush off the fact that I have my artwork in one of the most beautiful hotels in Ronco sopra Ascona, “La Rocca.”  If you are from here, however, you would understand why I feel so proud to say I am part of the few selected artists in the owners’ art collection.

“La Rocca,” a family run boutique hotel, is situated on the hills of Ronco sopra Ascona.  Like Ronco, “La Rocca,” has phenomenal views of lake Maggiore and surrounding mountains.  As well as that, the city and the hotel have a lot more things in common, too many to mention.  Yet to explain my point in simpler terms, I can tell you that the town and the hotel itself, offer, in their own kind of way, special corners where one can see the residents’ and in the case of the hotel, the owners’ dedication to sharing a bit of culture and history of Ronco, and the Ticino area.  Those corners that make the place unique.  Those corners full of artifacts you can’t find anywhere else!

One of the many beautiful views hotel La Roca, offers.

One of the many beautiful views hotel La Roca, offers.

One of the many special corners, in hotel La Rocca.

One of the many special corners, in hotel La Rocca.

The view of the lake from Ronco sopra Ascona.

The view of the lake from Ronco sopra Ascona.

The small town of Ronco.

The small town of Ronco.

The churches of Ronco sopra AScona.

The churches of Ronco sopra AScona.

Ronco sopra Ascona

Ronco sopra Ascona

The little streets of Ronco.

The little streets of Ronco.

Other hikes from Ronco...iIf the views from Ronco aren't sufficient!

Other hikes from Ronco…iIf the views from Ronco aren’t sufficient!

It is indeed a great honor to see my new work hanging on the walls of such pristine location.  My favorite installation of my work are the prints on glass of my “Morning coffee” series, the ones which depict the promenade of Ascona.  This is so because they are elegantly positioned in the corridor leading to the hotel’s restaurant.  Yet, this isn’t an ordinary restaurant:  your meal comes with the best views of the islands of Brissago and lake Maggiore!  Hence, to me, “Morning coffee” in the corridor is like the introductory piece to a symphony’s ending, the grand finale of a visual explosion!

Morning coffee series leading to the restaurant.

Morning coffee series leading to the restaurant.

On the wall: the morning coffee series.

On the wall: the morning coffee series.

My work and me.

My work and I…am distracted by the view of lake Maggiore from the restaurant!

Among “Morning coffee,” the hotel owners have other local images, such as “Morcote,”  “Marianne Werefkin,” “Ponte dei Salti,” and the famous “San Pietro,” which has been seen on TV twice:  for the  Ascona Jazz Festival TV interview, and for the Art Zurich International report in RTV Suisse!  In town, you can find my “San Pietro” behind the glass fountain of Passaggio San Pietro.

To say that my last visit to “La Rocca” moved me is an understatement!  I realized, as I took pictures of my work on the wall, how grateful I am to the owners, for allowing me to be part of those special corners that make their hotel a special spot in Ronco sopra Ascona.  What is more, I thank them for supporting local talent, and art that is born in the towns and valleys of this beautiful canton, Ticino.

Dear House

My very first visit to site was on May 25th, 2015. I remembered it a warm Spring day. I took some pictures looking for the right angle. With me, my client, and her daughters, were busy talking and taking pictures. We had Italian icecream from the store around the corner!

The actual house.

The actual house.

I returned to site the second week of June, 2015. I got some paper, my watercolors, and a clear image of what I wanted to capture on canvas. The back of the house with its back garden were without a doubt, my favorite spots of the house. I sat on the tall grass and started sketching.

My favorite sketch.

My favorite sketch.

I took note of the tall palm tree and bushes next to the main door of the basement suite. I wondered how many years these silent giants had looked down on the family that used to live there. The garden, although now abandoned, still radiated beauty with its flowers along its edges. The small wooden fence separating the garden from the rest of the house, gave my sketch that „human touch,“ or that sense of belonging. The title of this project became clear at this point: „Dear house.“ I was indeed painting someone’s special corner– a house that saw the coming and going of a family who once lived there, a world of their own.

Sketch and painting in progress.

Sketch and painting in progress.

I didn’t stop sketching till all my ideas were captured on all the sketches I made that day. I started painting onto canvas the following nights in my studio in Ascona.

Dear house, finished.

Dear house, finished.