I have photos of Giada and I in, Venice looking pretty, with the breeze carrying our dresses posing on some kind of enormous second world war missile.
There are other photos of us, and we had encountered plenty of times without ever having so much had a conversation alone. I had painted once a man who was un-happily in love with Giada and I wondered what is this allure of hers, as at that time I knew of others pining away, as well .
But than we vanished to one another, until this random Facebook, lottery of contact, made us aware of each other's existence again, during what is clearly a different chapter in both of our lives and perhaps a new chapter in our personalities as well.
Recently I embarked upon the experimental excursion of trying Giada's "life coaching " session via skype. I was delighted with the experience and found it very motivating, helpful, clarifying my own tangles and helping me organize my head and work. Her positive personality surprised me. And her coaching helped me get on with my PARIS SPLIT exhibition, get my priorities straight and confidence to make the step further, look for ways to get the show to Paris .
Having become so involved in this Paris-Split of mine, of helping to realise it, I felt like she belongs in the show.
To some extent I wanted her to experience the being painted in my way which she called "channeling", as I paint in conversation, which can be therapeutic to the muse in some way, looking very little at my painting, letting the energy of the muse flow from the muse, via the computer, into me, and out of my hand on the paper in colour, and to let her hopeful enjoy it .
However we ended up painting form 945-to midnight. That is a long time. And to start the painting looked older than she is perhaps, and now that I looked at it, she appears much younger. So I painted a person form older into a younger one, which is quite odd, for people don't tend to change age so much during the painting.
Without revealing any private details of the cinematic saga of her life, Giada I discovered is a rare type of person, the kind I think I only have met a small number of in this life time, and painting her and having her share her life was indulgent almost. My eyes must have been huge like those of people in the caves trillions of years ago when they listened to the stories of the travellers, skype being our modern fire , but I could not get enough. Which ever way the story flipped , it continued to be fascinating. This is why it took me ages to paint her, I was concentrating on the conversation, but also subconsciously maybe I did not want it to be over so quickly.
The adventures, the happening, the work, the travel, the languages and ideas and enormous changes she undertook in her life, courage to stop and change and start something completely different many times, It was quite amazing, inspiring, and really surprising to see how many different things one can do well, if they go for it all the way ,with all of their passion.
This exhibition other than allowing my to re-kindle friendships which where kind of frozen in time, has allowed my to discover new people.
I am more than grateful for the engagement of all the muses who had the generosity to participate and open them self's up, their world, and allow someone to look at them and give them an interpretation.
And this painting of Giada you can see once I finish its background..
No comments:
Post a Comment